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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 12:27 pm
That's funny, our kids have been watching old Superfriends cartoons lately (I hear,'Wonder Twin powers, ACTIVATE!,' all the time.
). You know your superheroes...
Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:18 pm
form of an eagle...shape of water....
Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:52 pm
You know your superheroes, too.
Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 5:00 pm
I woke up this morning to a wonderful surprise
White flakes from the sky accompanied the sunrise;
I thought for a moment, a dream this must be,
For on November 18, its not snow you often see;
White branches, white bushes, white stones and lawns,
I'm heading outside when I shake off this yawn;
As I touched the first flake, I could tell right away,
This was packing snow, great fun was on the way;
We started with small balls, rolled all over the ground,
And before we knew it we had quite an impressive mound;
This mound began to take shape, a strong round base,
It wouldn't be long before we sculpted the face;
Acorns for eyes, nose and mouth made of rocks,
Twigs for two arms and for mittens, old socks;
As we completed our task, we gave ourselves one big cheer;
For November could claim credit for the first snow of the year.
Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:25 pm
You need to save this one for your kids to go back and read one day!
***Let me modify this and say that of course I hope you're saving them all
for your kids to go back and read one day.
Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 11:06 pm
Very nice CK and Jack Frost who doesn't like Superhero's? .... I really want to contribute something but whenever I sit down to try ...I end up looking at a blank screen with snowflakes just falling. I have tried at least 3 times. Something just feels wrong.
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 9:06 am
I want peace just tell me where to buy it
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 9:19 am
Ah, yes, Jack, the commercialism that Christmas has become. Very important to keep in mind.
"There are a lot of bad isms in this world, but one of the worst is commercialism."
Miracle on 34th street, 1947
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 10:44 am
There certainly is a lot of heart in your words, Jack..
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 1:17 pm
Again, if too preachy, please disregard.
The Spirit weaves a tapestry
Threaded by all the people you see
You think they
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 2:04 pm
Jack, I didn't think it was too preachy at all. Thought it was quite nice actually.
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 3:26 pm
Watching the tree
shimmer and glow
a wonder of Christmas
its elegant show
twinkles and sparkles
I'm filled with delight
warm wash of colors
a truly serene sight
Ornaments from ages
that have come and past
a cherished collection Ive amased
Tinsel slightly swaying
to a seemingly yule tide beat
I cant wait to see what it
looks like from the street
Finally topped by an Angel
that I hold most dear
I think of all who I have lost
Remembering them brings forth a tear
This beautiful symbol
our Christmas Tree
let it's memories guide us
and our true spirit you will always see
Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 3:29 pm
Santababy, that's great
Brought a smile to my face. I love poems that do that.
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 8:05 am
Jack and Santa Baby, those were both very warm poems, I really appreciated the sentiments in each of them.
Glad to see you back on here, Santa Baby.
I hope to see another great masterpiece or two from all of you poets today, y'all are spoiling me already.
Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 3:26 pm
I didn't know where else to put this. It's a Christmas song.... kinda, but I didn't want to put it in the 'Sing Christmas Songs' thread, cause I'm not suer how many people know it. The lyrics are what really make this piece anyway, The earilest veersion I could find of it is by a guy by the name of Jim Ed Brown. I can only assume he wrote it. Jim Reeves, Willie Nelson, Bobby Gentry and even Sinead O'Connor have all done their over versions of this great little piece.
I peeped in to say good night
When I heard my child in prayer
"Send me, God, some scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for my hair"
All the stores were closed and shuttered
All the streets were dark and bare
In my town no scarlet ribbons
Not one ribbon for her hair
Through the night my heart was aching
Just before the dawn was breaking
I peeped in and on her bed
In gay profusion lying there
I saw a ribbon, scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
If I live to be a hundred
I will never know from where
Came those lovely scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair