Friday, December 23, 2011
Haiku Friday: Christmas!
Hi! My name is Mark, and I love Christmas! It's simple, I know, but let's stick with the obvious and haiku about Christmas this week. Here is mine:
There's chill in the air
But no snow to be seen, yet
Warm hearts abound here.
Now it is your turn... the winner gets their bio here on Monday!
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Getting on a plane--
Long lines, bags, crowds, delays, but then:
Christmas with family.
Long lines, bags, crowds, delays, but then:
Christmas with family.
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We do not expect
What comes in the night--
The tender King born.
They tell us to look
For the large,for powerful--
Bearing love,Child Comes.
Our own children thus
On Christmas give tokens of
Him,unexpected.
What comes in the night--
The tender King born.
They tell us to look
For the large,for powerful--
Bearing love,Child Comes.
Our own children thus
On Christmas give tokens of
Him,unexpected.
What comes in the night
We do not expect,Tender King--
You come a child,poor.
They tell us to look
For the large,for powerful
But Love sleeps in straw.
Our own children come
To teach us who you are,Lord--
Rare...Abundant Joy.
We do not expect,Tender King--
You come a child,poor.
They tell us to look
For the large,for powerful
But Love sleeps in straw.
Our own children come
To teach us who you are,Lord--
Rare...Abundant Joy.
One Christmas she threw
The tree into the snow,mad.
Then made the prime rib.
Her husband recalled
A Depression stocking with
A gum stick/orange.
They were sad...sad...sad.
Still,the children had it all.
But struggled through Yule.
Nothing but Gift
Could free voices to sing glad
Nothing but Love could.
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The tree into the snow,mad.
Then made the prime rib.
Her husband recalled
A Depression stocking with
A gum stick/orange.
They were sad...sad...sad.
Still,the children had it all.
But struggled through Yule.
Nothing but Gift
Could free voices to sing glad
Nothing but Love could.
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