Wednesday, December 15, 2010 Magpie #45

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Merry Christmas One and All!
Once a designated day on the calendar,
Circled in red,
Old dogs head, warm and familiar,
Children laughed, and played,
Sung songs,
Jingle Bells, Oh Holy Night,
Couldn't sleep, had to peek,
Someone sneaked,
Down the stairs,
Late at night,
Stars were bright,
The snow piled high against the door.

Door bell rang,
Guests arrived,
Family, friends,
Candles sparkled,
Table laid,
Places set,
Roast the bird,
Bake all day,
Presents wrapped.
The snow piled high against the door.

Now a holiday alone,
The circle red, does not appear,
I got no job,
Lost my house,
No creatures stirring,
Not even a mouse.
Fire place cold,
The snow piles high against the door.

Room is dim,
Cupboard bare,
Got no vittles,
To make a feast.
Sleep all night,
No sleigh bells in sight.
No invitations,
Door bell quiet,
No guests today.
The snow piles high against the door.

Alone I stand,
Head held high,
Looking up into the sky,
Starry night...
Tomorrow will be the same,
But by my will,
Again, I will circle red,
It's up to me,
To gather cheer,
Spread it around
Give it away,
Next year, I think,
When I have nothing,
I'll give it all.
I'll volunteer, as
The snow piles high against the door.

Merry Christmas One and All!

Monday 22, 2010 Potluck Poetry/ Magic, Miracles, Wonder and Wizardry

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Challenge is to write a powm about magic, miracles, wonder and wizardry.

On a Day in Early Fall
My life was filled with magic,
On the first day that we went out,
Followed the list,
Penned by hand.

You said, "It was all that was needed."

Was it magic we were seeking,
On a day in early fall?

First,OFFICE SUPPLY,
He balanced himself,
On my rear view mirror,
Shinny black, a tight wire walker,
Spread his wings for balance,
Spun around like a clown,
Drew our attention to his act.

You said, "It was all that was needed."

Was it magic we were seeking,
On a day in early fall?

Second, was to find a tiny repair shop,
But instead we walked into a wonderland,
Filled with miniatures,
Created by a wizard,
Each tiny spindle,
Transformed to prefection.

You said, "It was all that was needed."

Was it magic we were seeking,
On a day in early fall?

Next, BOOK STORE,
Found my way to the back,
Reached up as high as I could reach,
Found the book filled with magic.

You said, "It was all that was needed."

Was it magic we were seeking,
On a day in early fall?