Christmas Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#Christmas
oskar
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 5:29pm
20th Oct 2024 5:29pm
gender
Two genders
when we were toddlers, we played in the sandbox
and hide and seek, we didn't think about whose
gender we were
a few years later, the girls refused to play with
us boys, we were too active climbing walls
and they went back, playing with dolls, I presume
doing needleworks
A few years later, we realized they were girls
they strutted down the street arm-in-arm
haughty as one gets
Near them were silent, blushed like the girls
knew what we were thinking
When one of the boys confessed he had kissed
a girl we...
when we were toddlers, we played in the sandbox
and hide and seek, we didn't think about whose
gender we were
a few years later, the girls refused to play with
us boys, we were too active climbing walls
and they went back, playing with dolls, I presume
doing needleworks
A few years later, we realized they were girls
they strutted down the street arm-in-arm
haughty as one gets
Near them were silent, blushed like the girls
knew what we were thinking
When one of the boys confessed he had kissed
a girl we...
#apocalypse
#Christmas
#MothersDay
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oskar
Poem Published
28th Aug 2024 9:21am
28th Aug 2024 9:21am
the soul
AI and the souls
Does a human baby have a soul
if so, dogs and giraffes also must have a soul
inside their being, like a third force
pulling strings. if ever so gently
If we accept an abstraction, like the soul
exists, it must include all living identities
a soul might be a reserve of experiences
gathered over the years make it possible
to know when we are trespassing
I think if AI becomes sophisticated
the question will arise
This, of course, is an important theme
as we tend to associate soul with faith ...
Does a human baby have a soul
if so, dogs and giraffes also must have a soul
inside their being, like a third force
pulling strings. if ever so gently
If we accept an abstraction, like the soul
exists, it must include all living identities
a soul might be a reserve of experiences
gathered over the years make it possible
to know when we are trespassing
I think if AI becomes sophisticated
the question will arise
This, of course, is an important theme
as we tend to associate soul with faith ...
#admiration
#apocalypse
#Christmas
#love
#MothersDay
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
10th Aug 2024 4:14pm
10th Aug 2024 4:14pm
The Late Richard Franklin
It was a day that classic Doctor Who fans would certainly hate.
We said goodbye to the man who starred as Captain Mike Yates.
His death was even more sad because he died on Christmas Day.
Millions of his fans have missed him ever since he passed away.
People loved his performances and Richard Franklin was his name.
Now that he's deceased, fans of Doctor Who will never be the same.
He starred in one episode of "Harry" and nine episodes of "Crossroads".
When he starred in "Emmerdale Farm", he starred in over thirty episodes. ...
We said goodbye to the man who starred as Captain Mike Yates.
His death was even more sad because he died on Christmas Day.
Millions of his fans have missed him ever since he passed away.
People loved his performances and Richard Franklin was his name.
Now that he's deceased, fans of Doctor Who will never be the same.
He starred in one episode of "Harry" and nine episodes of "Crossroads".
When he starred in "Emmerdale Farm", he starred in over thirty episodes. ...
#Britain
#Christmas
#death #nonfiction
#death #nonfiction
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Jul 2024 6:29pm
1st Jul 2024 6:29pm
we who loved America
We who loved America (second part)
I enjoyed America and remember touring
a Sunday outside Houston (Texas), met in a café
a group of openly armed, elderly men
they were courteous people one could meet
I understood guns have cultural meaning
in America, we in Europe don't understand
I remember a saying, "A country where the populace
is armed, people are polite."
I stayed on the ship longer than needed but had
to go home and get educated, I studied management
and later ran a restaurant
I was never at ease in my...
I enjoyed America and remember touring
a Sunday outside Houston (Texas), met in a café
a group of openly armed, elderly men
they were courteous people one could meet
I understood guns have cultural meaning
in America, we in Europe don't understand
I remember a saying, "A country where the populace
is armed, people are polite."
I stayed on the ship longer than needed but had
to go home and get educated, I studied management
and later ran a restaurant
I was never at ease in my...
#apocalypse
#Christmas
#Easter #MothersDay
#Easter #MothersDay
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ChocoLaaTTe
Poem Published
4th Jan 2024 8:57am
4th Jan 2024 8:57am
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...
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...
#winter
#Christmas
#funny #NewYear
#funny #NewYear
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oskar
Poem Published
31st Dec 2023 8:39am
31st Dec 2023 8:39am
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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Tenderloin
Poem Published
27th Dec 2023 1:07am
27th Dec 2023 1:07am
Nuttin For Christmas
#Christmas
#lover
#sexy #temptation
#sexy #temptation
222 reads
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 11:38pm
26th Dec 2023 11:38pm
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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AltairEndian
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 6:47pm
26th Dec 2023 6:47pm
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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2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
25th Dec 2023 9:34pm
25th Dec 2023 9:34pm
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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wallyroo92
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2023 4:27pm
22nd Dec 2023 4:27pm
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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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th Dec 2023 5:16pm
20th Dec 2023 5:16pm
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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