Tree

December 19, 2016 at 10:40 pm (Poems) (, )

We are baubles on a tree
as eclectic as can be
sharing time and bending branches
hanging on and taking chances
delicately we deck the year
with brilliant colours, life and cheer.

 
Each of us has their own story
sadness, love, success and glory
old and new, each orb is precious
countless special shiny treasures. 

Beautiful diversity –
bless and keep our Christmas tree.

 

 

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Present

December 20, 2015 at 2:01 pm (Poems) (, )

When Christmas comes so loud and cheer
to decorate another year,
unwrap us from our worldly ways
and let us spend these next few days
reflecting on the love we feel,
when hands are held and hearts reveal
the gifts of friendship and support.
– Let’s fill our stockings with kind thought.

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Time at Christmas

December 25, 2014 at 1:57 pm (Poems) (, )

In the countdown to this Christmas,
in the mighty preparation,
the shopping rush, consumer crush,
I had the odd sensation
of hanging grim to fortune’s wheel,
defying gravity,
so thank you for the chance to land
beneath your Christmas tree.

For today I see the little things
that slip beneath the wheel,
take time to find the detail,
the care behind the meal.
And when again I venture,
I’ll walk slow, with a smile,
remembering how good it feels
to go the extra mile.

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Surgical Stocking

December 21, 2014 at 9:03 pm (Poems) (, )

Left prone in the market place,
I have recently succumbed to
minor shopping, relinquishing control in pursuit of joy.

Post operation Christmas,
I may require resuscitation by stringent economic measures. 

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Rediscovered

December 16, 2014 at 9:59 pm (Poems) (, , )

Saved in a matchbox
tenderly unwrapped today:
our Christmas angel.

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Christmas at Our House

December 23, 2012 at 10:19 pm (humour, literature, philosophy, Poems, poetry, politics, Shropshire, Stories) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

How can we have Christmas at our house?

The rooms look like there was a riot

the table’s strewn over with gas bills

and the reindeer are all on a diet.

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How can we have Christmas at our house?

The tree is hung over and wonky

our turkey ran off with the tinsel

and we never did order the donkey.

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How can we have Christmas at our house?

It’s too cold to put out the fire

so Santa will struggle to reach us

and so will the heavenly choir.

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How can we have Christmas at our house?

but wait, well then maybe we can

there’s a bucket of love up our chimney

and hugs in the fridge and the pan.

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There’s sweet figgy pudding and music

our voices are merry and bright

we’ll hide nuts in a massive red stocking

and drink ginger wine late at night.

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So let’s all have Christmas at our house

we’ll cook up a magical banquet

and after the games and the laughter

we’ll cuddle up under our blanket.

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We all know the New Year is waiting

and we have to work hard and dig deep

but beautiful friendships will give us

the gift of this Christmas to keep.

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