Mistletoe, snowflakes, champagne, strudel

Mistletoe hangs overhead in high places,
Champagne has blushed the whole family's faces.

I look out the window,
There, wouldn't you know,
Snowflakes have fallen,
And covered the trees in a row.

Cherry strudel, 'tis my favorite,
Now don't be rude,
Save me some dessert,
I ate too much other food.


New words:
Messenger, nature, tranquil, infused

I want to share this with all of you if its okay because I am so happy about a PM I received late last night from Lola, over the pond.

She asked if she could use one of the poems #167019 posted 12-04-08. I composed from Jabbers words, right here on this site. Lola wants to use it for the Nativity creche at the Childrens Christmas Mass at both her daughter and her own parishs.

I said of course as I feel so honored she would want to use something I've written. I hope this doesn't constitute bragging because it is simply delight that someone would want to use one of my poems in that way, and clear across the pond too...

Chatty, I can tell you are tickled as Christmas punch! It really is something to know that your words will be used for English children in London. You're not bragging, you have every reason to be proud. I'm glad you shared it with us!

Jabber your phrase made me smile...because it's so true for me.



New words:
Messenger, nature, tranquil, infused

Hate to admit this, but I'm terribly confused,
By one of the poem words, - namely; - 'infused'.
Teeth clenched, eyes bugged, I did some mean googling
Hah! Whadda ya know; - tea 'infuser' is great for brewing.

My tranquil nature is challenged, dear Jabber
My mind is empty, it needs to be lathered.
A head massage, brain pills, and the like,
You've caused smoke coming out of my ears tonight.
No message or rhyme seems to make sense,
Messenger, Bessenger, Dessenger, - I'm tense.

Hey…what's that? Did I use up your words!
Break out the champagne for all poetry nerds!

New Words
Presents, buy, sceptical, filled

Edelweiss, that was awesome!

Congratulations Chatty!!!! You should be proud! That is
the neatest thing I've heard in a long time.

Edelweiss3,
That was a clever poem! Those words weren't too hard for you!
You did a great job.

I don't know where the words come from. They just pop out!

Your new words:
Presents, buy, sceptical, filled


December, it finds me, rushing around,
I go from store to store,
I'll buy gifts over here,
and gifts over there,
and then I'll buy a few more.

I feel so proficient and even a bit thrilled,
when my gift list I think, I've got filled.
But the skeptic within, whispers,
"too easy my friend,"
You'd better get busy again.
Bet you've forgotten, maybe two or three,
Or might've left out even four,
And me thinks that perhaps, via absentmindedness,
You may've slipped up even more.

But I ought not be sceptical,
Or think like a cynic,
Holidays are 'bout peace, love and joy.
Watch the children have fun,
What gets done, gets done.
'Cause it's all 'bout a new baby boy!
A sweet, calm spirit, I love the feeling,
That's what makes me happy and free.
Laughter and merriment ought to be how,
We celebrate Christ's birthday don't you agree.
So stop running around and act like a clown,
And you'll love Christmas as much as me!

New Words:
Confirm, revenue, request, consult

After the Christmas rush is over
And the list of requests has been filled
It’s time to check and confirm
That my wallet can pay the bill!

When heart overrules the head
And spends beyond revenue
It’s fun at the time, for sure,
Until those “big bill blues”.

But somehow it all gets paid
And balances out in the end
But by the time I break even
It’s time to start shopping again!

Next year I’ll try to do better
Before I go shopping for toys
And consult my accountant (dear hubby)
- Oh, but why miss out on the joy!

The glow on their faces is worth it,
The toys in their hands fit just right,
The cost never enters my mind when
Their laughter sings sweet with delight.


New words: somersaults, ripple, spark, words

On the wings of a dove,
God sends down His love,
And behind every cloud,
there's a silver lining.
Folks have shouted both lines aloud,
While they do their pining in phrases.
Believers express light, lilting emotion,
or sing gratitude and Godly praises,
to angels in Heavenly places.
Music, 'tis a great, great gift,
The Heavenly Father provides,
To let people release elation
Or soothe their heartbroken hides.

New Words:
Yield, branch, background, terrain

Yield, branch, background, terrain

Today in our city we’re grumbling
Through mountains of snow not yet plowed
The city’s terrain is all covered
From sidewalks to branches and boughs.

Our buses have all gone on strike now,
The train tracks lay silent and still,
The people are forced now to fumble
Through all of these snow-laden hills.

The music is still in the background,
You can hear the glad tidings ring out
Through the doorways and gaily-lit windows
Of shops where there’s no-one about.

Winter has stormed in much too early,
The calendar still says that it’s fall
But red leaves and mums have to yield now
To the bluster of winter’s white call.

So over the hills and the snowbanks
Our townsfolk must wearily trudge -
Whoever dreamt of a white Christmas
Should come here and shovel us out!


(I know, the last line doesn't quite rhyme)


New words: bells, whistles, horns, strings

I like it, though. Good poem, there Eagle! You rock, girl!

Don't feel bad. My poem is about as sick as I am.