Christmas Spirit
Mistletoe above every door cut down, the harvest store
Men in white beards trim the trees with copper sticks
Christmas spirit begins at home, in a family room of law
Comfortable and in control of sherry trifle, and red bricks
Smoke filled slippers warm the toes, for films of war
Single cream on stamp and thumb gently licks
Christmas decorations regiment colours sparkled for
Neighbours arrival upon a door of carols and new tricks
Crackers neatly placed on shiny red, napkin rings store
Make fancy homes, like grottos of green and red mitts
Morning arrives like a door of paper, of the calendar
Sunshine melts the man, with carrot nose & pebble lips
But in one day many boxes lay unopened, homeless hits
Boxing Day bit of Bond. Christ is uttered when TV blips
Christmas fingers bleed over sprayed thistly leaves slits
Cold burbles float in bath of unfed boilers and dodgy tips
The love of Christmas began months ago, in silent poppies
The turkey silently froze in the freezers shelf basted in wealth
Christmas shopping and online loneliness to avoid the war
Best be worth the holiday’s thirst for sharing health
Author notes
But in one day many boxes lay unopened, homeless hits
Boxing Day bit of Bond.
A contest entry
- PIF....Quickie? ............Christmas theme..... by islekine.
450 points, ended December 12, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
By Robert Bridge
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This is an odd one to have hit upon as we just celebrated Christmas in August yesterday... a very British pic you paint here with your sherry trifle and red brick, copper sticks and boxing, tying it all up with a toast towards health - Prost!
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Well
Merry Christmas then is this the Peter and Nikoli thingy?
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Thanks so much for a different...
and wonderful entry! I added HM.
*PEACE ON EARTH*
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This is an interesting write ...
but definitely not my cup of tea. I read it over several times and am really not getting much out of it. The color scheme of the very light font on the bright background makes it difficult to read anyway. However, that's not the problem for me. The problem is that most of this seems to be incomprehensible to me. I don't know if it's the fact that you speak British English (or whatever variation thereof applies), but much of this makes no sense to me.
Whatever the purpose, Happy Holidays and good luck in that contest. -
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I am glad that someone has commented
However I am glad you don't understand. My poetry is coded and equally metaphorical. You are brave enought to comment, For that I take my hat of to you.
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To Islekine
I appreciate any feedback, and apologise to anyone who is colour blind. My intention was to see if anyone actually cared. I see that nobody does. Hope you have a good a Christmas as what I do.
Merry Xmas.
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