Christmas Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#Christmas
Last Christmas...
Those frilly little snowflakes
the melancholic cold winter breeze
fresh frosty freeze on your nose
No hot chocolate but some cakes
wish there was snow, to seize
the days of cold, cheeks that froze
Hand to hold, walk the holly
and then at night, feel the jolly
mistletoe, presents-a-plenty
How I wished
for a white Christmas this year,
no presents wrapped
none but a lone cheer,
no tree, and lights that sneer
as I drive past these festive streets.
Santa claus,
Have I been a...
the melancholic cold winter breeze
fresh frosty freeze on your nose
No hot chocolate but some cakes
wish there was snow, to seize
the days of cold, cheeks that froze
Hand to hold, walk the holly
and then at night, feel the jolly
mistletoe, presents-a-plenty
How I wished
for a white Christmas this year,
no presents wrapped
none but a lone cheer,
no tree, and lights that sneer
as I drive past these festive streets.
Santa claus,
Have I been a...
#winter
#Christmas
#funny #NewYear
#funny #NewYear
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soon another war
Soon another year
The festivities are not over yet our animals have yet to be scared as they are when bombs fall in Gaza like the dead white horse in the road because a primitive Israeli
soldier kills anything that moves, obeying orders
I was once a recruit, learned to present arms with heavy German rifles, left over from a real war, and they didn't give us bullets to fire.
A trained young soldier is dangerous he has been given an order (perhaps unsaid but implicated ) to shoot first and ask questions later.
One takes it, for this soldier's background hatred...
The festivities are not over yet our animals have yet to be scared as they are when bombs fall in Gaza like the dead white horse in the road because a primitive Israeli
soldier kills anything that moves, obeying orders
I was once a recruit, learned to present arms with heavy German rifles, left over from a real war, and they didn't give us bullets to fire.
A trained young soldier is dangerous he has been given an order (perhaps unsaid but implicated ) to shoot first and ask questions later.
One takes it, for this soldier's background hatred...
#Christmas
#MothersDay
#apocalypse
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Nuttin For Christmas
#Christmas
#lover
#sexy #temptation
#sexy #temptation
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Feeding the Birds on Christmas Day
Behold the feast on Christmas day.
An eclectic mix of feathered friends flock from their mysteriously unknown far aways.
Or those close by, drop in with their beaty hopeful watchful eyes.
An enigmatic warble as winter's hungry pang amplifies.
A fully stocked feeder and seed generously scattered in the patch of dank mulch beneath the tree.
The dark eyed junco arrives in threes, to merrily peck the decadent seed.
Coined as snowbirds. Tweets of contentment and excitement, thankful for the human that dispersed the Christmas festivities.
I peacefully smiled a...
An eclectic mix of feathered friends flock from their mysteriously unknown far aways.
Or those close by, drop in with their beaty hopeful watchful eyes.
An enigmatic warble as winter's hungry pang amplifies.
A fully stocked feeder and seed generously scattered in the patch of dank mulch beneath the tree.
The dark eyed junco arrives in threes, to merrily peck the decadent seed.
Coined as snowbirds. Tweets of contentment and excitement, thankful for the human that dispersed the Christmas festivities.
I peacefully smiled a...
#birds
#nature
#Christmas
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The deaths of Christmas
A child is born in Bethlehem without a sound
The wrath of God lies dead upon the ground
The power of forgiveness comes into the world
And breaks into small pieces all the bonds of old
And all the powers of hell must flee from the childs’ sight
Their powers of doom destroyed in this one night
The thunder and destruction upon unbelievers
Lies dead and gone because of our redeemer
For this his power, and his sacrifice
A song of love is rising towards the skies
Erased is love only for chosen few
A child is born, all the world to...
The wrath of God lies dead upon the ground
The power of forgiveness comes into the world
And breaks into small pieces all the bonds of old
And all the powers of hell must flee from the childs’ sight
Their powers of doom destroyed in this one night
The thunder and destruction upon unbelievers
Lies dead and gone because of our redeemer
For this his power, and his sacrifice
A song of love is rising towards the skies
Erased is love only for chosen few
A child is born, all the world to...
#Christmas
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ghosts of christmas present!
quirky days.
two weeks ago,
i was at a xmas ball,
where i met Santa, and Elvis.
today i met someone called Sean,
it was his birthday,
and no kidding,
he had a Jesus like beard
he was 26 yrs old today.
i mentioned that my initials were once JC,
and that my mothers name was Mary,
but my father was neither a carpenter,
or a Roman sol;dier!
small world really.........
by Jemia
two weeks ago,
i was at a xmas ball,
where i met Santa, and Elvis.
today i met someone called Sean,
it was his birthday,
and no kidding,
he had a Jesus like beard
he was 26 yrs old today.
i mentioned that my initials were once JC,
and that my mothers name was Mary,
but my father was neither a carpenter,
or a Roman sol;dier!
small world really.........
by Jemia
#Christmas
#satirical
#funny
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Christmas 1983
It wasn’t so much that the presents were under the tree
Or the anticipation of a toy I waited for that year
But it was the music from all over the neighborhood
That made Christmas Eve a holiday full of memory
While us kids played with sparklers and firecrackers
The friendly neighbors would go from house to house
They’d share food and greetings with so much joy
As everyone would wear brand new threads
I’d hear the nostalgic and joyful music from each home
While we waited for “Twelve” on our clocks and watches
My neighbor had the...
Or the anticipation of a toy I waited for that year
But it was the music from all over the neighborhood
That made Christmas Eve a holiday full of memory
While us kids played with sparklers and firecrackers
The friendly neighbors would go from house to house
They’d share food and greetings with so much joy
As everyone would wear brand new threads
I’d hear the nostalgic and joyful music from each home
While we waited for “Twelve” on our clocks and watches
My neighbor had the...
#childhood
#Christmas
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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Mm.. Santa Baby (Tis The Season)
Oh, my King we are getting too old for this
Woman, we are melaninated, and created from the inhale and exhale of His nostrils, we are sacred cosmic dust upon the winds that drift
You still look the utopia of yesteryear, and sexy as Heaven’s twinkling stars
That’s only because you weakened me when I crossed your threshold bearing my presents, and after that night on your sleigh bed, looking back we’ve come so far
Gray haired after all these years, yet still giving humanity its much rewarded gifts
It is always a blessing when we look upon the...
Woman, we are melaninated, and created from the inhale and exhale of His nostrils, we are sacred cosmic dust upon the winds that drift
You still look the utopia of yesteryear, and sexy as Heaven’s twinkling stars
That’s only because you weakened me when I crossed your threshold bearing my presents, and after that night on your sleigh bed, looking back we’ve come so far
Gray haired after all these years, yet still giving humanity its much rewarded gifts
It is always a blessing when we look upon the...
#Christmas
#peace
#lover
#humankind
#sensual
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Ms. Satin Klaus
The North Pole
Ms. Satin Klaus
What, ya’ll expected on this festive night to show up an old, outdated myth
In a red suit to cheer up and fulfill a grown man’s wish list
Mm.. think again
That concept got tossed out somewhere in the polar wind
This is the Dawning of the Age Of Aquarius, and I spread for my holiday cheer as I come bearing my sacred gifts
This is for my handsome Hebrew Kings and my presents I bestow upon them starting with the taste of my lips
Mesmerizing them with a soft lingering kiss
...
Ms. Satin Klaus
What, ya’ll expected on this festive night to show up an old, outdated myth
In a red suit to cheer up and fulfill a grown man’s wish list
Mm.. think again
That concept got tossed out somewhere in the polar wind
This is the Dawning of the Age Of Aquarius, and I spread for my holiday cheer as I come bearing my sacred gifts
This is for my handsome Hebrew Kings and my presents I bestow upon them starting with the taste of my lips
Mesmerizing them with a soft lingering kiss
...
#sun
#Christmas
#lover
#passion
#seductive
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Willow angel
Willow angel
#Christmas
#religion
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Blessed heights
Anticipating Merry, blessed heights.
Meaningful angelic,crimson delights.
Peaceful red and green,peppermint mirth. Excited evergreen,festive rooftops.
Snowy festive season. Symbolic spiritual gift-wrapped. Triumphant in the giving. Happy in the taking as well.
Taking giving,wintry incarnate.
Jolly Juletide, wonderful 25th.
Holy is the birthday,of one born in a manger.
Holy is the reason,for wonderful world-wide cheer.
The holiday brings forth, nostalgia and child-like feelings.
Hopefully every home, permeates with love...
Meaningful angelic,crimson delights.
Peaceful red and green,peppermint mirth. Excited evergreen,festive rooftops.
Snowy festive season. Symbolic spiritual gift-wrapped. Triumphant in the giving. Happy in the taking as well.
Taking giving,wintry incarnate.
Jolly Juletide, wonderful 25th.
Holy is the birthday,of one born in a manger.
Holy is the reason,for wonderful world-wide cheer.
The holiday brings forth, nostalgia and child-like feelings.
Hopefully every home, permeates with love...
#Christmas
#spiritual
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Better Tomorrows
Once there was a holiday story,
of silver metallic moonlight,
that contained embryonic beams
of better tomorrows.
A story of sequined arch angel wings, cradling my wounded thoughts
and haunted sorrows.
Healing shine for my tattered soul's terrain.
The magic light of Christmas, for many,
grows old.
But not for me.
Despite competing trees
festooned in shimmery gold.
Excitement tinged,
swirling winter winds.
Proke nostalgia for long forgotten kin.
No one sets out to be forgotten.
Be remembered for the lives...
of silver metallic moonlight,
that contained embryonic beams
of better tomorrows.
A story of sequined arch angel wings, cradling my wounded thoughts
and haunted sorrows.
Healing shine for my tattered soul's terrain.
The magic light of Christmas, for many,
grows old.
But not for me.
Despite competing trees
festooned in shimmery gold.
Excitement tinged,
swirling winter winds.
Proke nostalgia for long forgotten kin.
No one sets out to be forgotten.
Be remembered for the lives...
#kindness
#loneliness
#Christmas #healing
#Christmas #healing
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DU Poetry : Christmas Seeking Friendly Advice Poems