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Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Saturday, 22 December 2012

Christmas and Snow Angel



Fine sugar as white 
Flour smooth for bakers cake 
Christmas walks in snow 

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Merry Christmas



Christmas carols 
Ding dong merrily merrily sang 
By the beautiful choirs of ordinary people  

The angels look, they listen with delight 
As this day the heavens and earth 
Are synchronised to rejoice  


Family reunions, presents and gifts  
Bickering to the side, time out on call  
Lets all hug and make up, as one 


A feast for all to rejoice in 
Love, health and hope to share 
Have a merry Christmas, me dears 
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Saturday, 24 December 2011

Having a warm soup



We all meet up in the middle sometimes 
When the seasons are right 
We all brush off the mud on our boots 
On the doormat, that spells out welcome home 


Walking out of the cold into the warmth 
An empty chair seats idle  
With our names imprinted on, reserved  for
Like a movie director's chair with comfort 


Here take your coat off 
Here have a seat, here a warm soup 
Or coco, have some bread to fill you up 
And do tell us stories of adventure 


And trepidations, dragons you have slayed 
 At some point, I feared I wouldn't make it 
Nightmare rings awakening, like alarm clocks 
To my sleep awake and I sweat the demons out  


Words do, belittle experience to talk of 
But hold on, it is a lie what was spelt out  
In the beginning so bold, like prophecy 
And infested with assurance that mild  


We do not all meet in the middle sometimes 
When the seasons are right 
Some never made it back and empty seats 
Remain around tables in advent 


An old friend passed away 
He will not be here this year 
An old friend changed alliance, false start   
He now stands at the front line with the enemy 


An old friend lost his map 
He sits in the cold in street corners begging 
Without direction on course to take  
The magnet in his compass is without life 


So I hold back my speech of travesty 
And look into the hamper bag I carry  
To bring out presents of merry, I carry more of those 
Don't be fooled by t' size of t' bag, it is like the Tardis   


The most valuable of all, is to have made it here 
In the middle sometimes, when seasons are right 
To brush off the dirty on our boots, on welcome mats 
Hang our coats and have a warm soup 


NB: If you saw the baby in the picture above 
you have good eyes and Merry Christmas 
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Thursday, 22 December 2011

He went to war



I can not hold this thought in me, no more 
It will sink the vessel that stands 
Under this strain in half at Bermuda  


I can not tell the mother that wave  
Your son will serve at the front line 
Of wars at Normandy where the enemy stands 


And I promise to bring him back in one piece 
For Christmas, I swear I would, indeed I would 
Without any scare on hearts, oh sure I would 


But batten down the hatches tonight 
Just in-case, the earth should crack at Omaha beach 
And I am only to have, his dog tag in toe 


When I knock on your door this late 
Oh, but he was a hero, made of brawn  
Who fought for this land he called his own 


I will make sure he gets a bronze statue with rose 
Stood firmly in Trafalgar square with poppy 
For he went to war with the bravest of heart 


And fought in the fields, to free love in hostage 
He found a spear, right through his heart 
That left him bleeding, emotions gust 


I can not hold, this thought in me  
It weighs too heavy, on my weakened chest 
While I wait outside, your door to announce 


What words, am I to start of with   
It weighs too heavy on my weakened chest  
I can not hold t' thought in me 
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Monday, 19 December 2011

Festive promises



The winds blow, gently with breeze  
The sky stays, blue with chill stare   
If we are lucky, and luck have it be 
It would be, as white as snow this Christmas  


All the trees give way, to the one   
For the festive pine, with Christmas lights  
Props and decorations, with twinkle stars 
All t' trees give way to t' pine, for t' pine to have its day  


Scotch pine, Douglas fir  
Fraser fir, Virginia pine, Balsam fir   
And not the least, the last  
At all the least, white pine, polished as furniture    


Seasons greeting, turkeys hunt   
Cakes, biscuits, Christmas pudden   
Bottles of wine, to push harvest down the belly  
A feast to celebrate, seasons for another passing year  


Mistletoe, with excuses for kisses  
Christmas poppers, paper huts 
Old dusty board games, X box and Wii players
All out to be played with, no age restrictions here given 


A quick nap for grandpa  
All that wine just went waterfalls
Upside down straight through his head 
And fun and games and teasing old stories told  


This time next year, with so much joy 
Hope we all make it here again, all in one piece 
With many more a story to tell, to tell
To tell, to tell; all in one piece, this time next year 


Hope this time next year,  you spare the turkey 
Hope this time next year,  you plant another tree  
Hope this time next year,  you give to the poor 
Hope this time next year, hopes of all hopes 


Who was it, that made resolutions  
Before the year changed it's name to new
I have been tasked to hold you to account 
To make sure you pledge, on promises made


To make sure, dear 
You keep to your promise
For promises made in festive seasons 
Are the most, that need fulfilling 

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Sunday, 18 December 2011

Presents wish list




Christmas cards, and presents wrapped, inkpot opened  
What is it, you want for Christmas 
Dilemma, dilemma, of what to get you  


Would you like, what wrappers hide 
Or would it end up, just like all the others 
Neatly stacked up, dust and curb-webs, up the cellar 


Presents, presents, oh what to get you 
Stress this is, in reading one's mind
Let me know, please do let me know now 


Let me know, before the inkpot  goes dry
It been sat here opened and ready, for far too long
On thoughts of what to, ink down on gift list  




What to get you, to please you the most, most of all 
To fill the empty Christmas tree, with props 
Please let me know, do let me know, before the ink goes dries 


On what I am to write on cards and presents 
On what I am to get you, on boxing day 
To have you have the biggest smile, to show to all 

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Thursday, 15 December 2011

Sweets wrapped



Confectionery presented presents, I want 
Packaged with ribbons, its seasons greetings 
Someone wrapped me a parcel sweet 


Candies comes in a mixture of colours 
Grab me a paper bag, extra large 
Scoop me a handful, varieties to have 


Hold me  an edge back, greed to want it all 
But for this occasion in celebration 
Allow me, to grab me, a mouthful to have 


Save me, tooth from rotten hold 
Keep t' tooth fairy away, I pray
Allow me this occasion to celebrate free


Give me, taste bud sweet 
A sensation so great 
Allow me sir, a bag full of celebration  


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