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published: January 3rd, 2009

The Lights by Paul Engle

The Lights by Paul Engle

 

As once in that
Old desert sky
Was hung the star
Men traveled by,

So on cold earth
In this year, we
Hang the warm lights
On our tall tree.

Now in the month
Of long, dark nights,
We put out strings
Of long, gay lights,

That men may know
Hope still can glow
On earth below
Through night and snow.

 


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published: December 16th, 2008

The Christmas Robin By Robert Graves



The Christmas Robin By Robert Graves

The snows of February had buried Christmas
Deep in the woods, where grew self-seeded
The fir-trees of a Christmas yet unknown.
Without a candle or a strand of tinsel.

Nevertheless when, hand in hand, plodding
Between frozen ruts, we lovers paused
And “Christmas trees!” cried suddenly together,
Christmas was there again, as in December.

We velveted our love with fantasy
Down a long vista-row of Christmas trees,
Whose coloured candles slowly guttered down
As grandchildren came trooping round our knees.

But he knew better, did the Christmas Robin –
The murderous robin with his breast aglow
And legs apart, in spade-handle perched:
He prophesied more snow, and worse than snow.


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published: December 13th, 2008

Sumo’s 2007 Christmas Poem

Note that this poem has been translated into English, so the lips don’t match the words. Earths-best-e-books.com/poetry-online enjoys publishing poems that are not just by famous poets. You gotta a poem to share, please submit it!

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published: December 12th, 2008

The Maid Servant At The Inn by Dorothy Parker


The Maid Servant At The Inn by Dorothy Parker

“it’s queer,” she said; ” I see the light
   As plain as I beheld it then,
All silver-like and calm and bright–
   We’ve not had stars like that again!

“And she was such a gentle thing
   To birth a baby in the cold.
The barn was dark and frightening–
   This new one’s better than the old.

“I mind my eyes were full of tears,
   For I was young, and quick distressed,
But she was less than me in years
   That held a son against her breast.

“I never saw a sweeter child–
   The little one, the darling one!–
I mind I told her, when he smiled
   You’d know he was his mother’s son.

“It’s queer that I should see them so–
   The time they came to Bethlehem
Was more than thirty years ago;
   I’ve prayed that all is well with them.”


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published: December 9th, 2008

THE TWELVE DAYS OF “CATS”MAS


THE TWELVE DAYS OF “CATS”MAS

On the twelfth day of Christmas my mistress gave to me
twelve toys from Macys
eleven mice a running
ten balls of yarn all tangled
nine frogs aleaping
eight dogs on leashes
seven pounds of catnip
six cans of sardines
five litter pans
four strutting birds
three quarts milk
two chicken breasts and
a pheasant under glass beneath the tree.

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