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Christmas Eve

It is Christmas Eve in a busy street
The town alive with scurrying feet
Bright lights illumine the evening dusk
Decorations as gay as you could ask
Wrapped warm against the rain and cold
Rosy faced children, as good as gold
Father carrying a child on high
Fretting mother hovers nearby
Each bright shop boasts a Santa Claus
Tempting shoppers into the stores
Laughter rings from the hot dog stall
Where teenagers are having a ball
Exchanging the latest risqué joke
Spending money till they are broke
Local choir singing seasonal song
Forgetting the words, getting them wrong.
Shop windows bright with Christmas fair
Laughter and chatter filling the air
Sudden squall of rain and sleet
The crowds disperse on hurrying feet
Slowly the evening drifts away
Ending this final shopping day
One by one the lights go down
Til: all is quiet within the town
In puddles the fairy lights shine
The town enjoys this tranquil time
Paper blows about the deserted streets
Wrapping’s from chips and sticky sweets
All is quiet, save for a distant shout
As the last of the local clubs turn out
In many a bedroom children try not to sleep
At Father Christmas, they just want to peep
In the dark night sky one star shines bright
Reminding us why, we honour this night.

Arthur F Mylam.

What you are to me

I think of you –
When the sun is diving behind a purple horizon,
Then you are the energy
That keeps my life going on.

I think of you –
When raindrops keep gently tinkling on the window,
Then you are freshness
For my senses so aglow.

I think of you –
When the wind is rustling in the foliage of trees,
Then you’re my freedom
Without I wither ill at ease.

I think of you –
When the birds greet every morning striking up a song,
Then you are the melody
That carries me along.

I think of you –
When my heart is opening for you with endless trust,
Then you are my Love
Filling my life with Angels dust.

Written by a new Grandfather.

Maisie

A Sleeping Angel growing strong

this little body knows no wrong.

How lucky those who look at this,

a picture of a babies bliss,

to her the only thing she needs

is in the richness of her feeds

and love that's there from Mum & Dad

a life of happiness, not sad.

A world where governments can't agree

to keep us all pollution free

where factions fight and countries war

leaving families so poor.

What hope is there for those so young

to live in peace as we have done

what legacy do we leave behind

that is of benefit to mankind?

Sleeping Angel growing strong

Mummies job to-day is done.

May God protect you through the night

and show our leaders what is right

guide them all to be humane

so that your life is not in vain.

Sleeping Maisie growing strong

God bless your life and make it long

A PLACE AMONG THE STARS

There is a place among the stars
Where dreamers dare to go
To go there you must put aside
Most realities that you know.

This is a place where only those
Who want to transcend the bounds
Of all those cares and worries
On earth that seems to abound.

For cares and worries can bind us
And make prisoners of us all
Until our avenues of escape
Seem so narrow and so small.

So don’t close up those avenues
There is always hope for all
Put away those worries and those cares
And dare to live among the stars.

: Posted by - NIRIANA

Blue

the edge
stretches
into a thin line
of the landscape
as if awaiting
to be absolved
from its futile
endlessness
impatient wind
pulls me
towards the rosy shimmer
of the sea
and whispering waves
run to me
like faithful dogs
licking my toes
with their salty tongues
jolting faded memory
of sensual oblivion
I lie down
spread-eagled
on infinite number
of tiny little rocks
like caressing fingers
touching my skin
with warm recollection
of receding sun
and my mind
purges its sadness
in this quiet moment

I open my eyes
and let heaven
fall down on me
more blue
than the colour of my
empty heart

Poetry taster Christmas Eve | What you are to me | Maisie | A Place Among the Stars | Blue | Welcome

Poetry taster

Christmas Eve | What you are to me | Maisie |
A Place Among the Stars | Blue | Welcome