The Poetry Contest

[yosoydame]

I know we have a lot of poets here and fantastic people with us so that is why for one of the competitions i will also include a poetry contest. You all can use your awesomeness to bedazzle me with your delicious work of poems and limericks and haiku's while i sit and enjoy... oh and one more thing.
they have to include 2 subjects, its the season so the holiday would be one. And the second is, YOU GUESSED IT, a top hat ^_^ This aught to be extremely fun =)  

[The Gentle Roemer]

#1
A snow balled street
On Christmas Eve
Children's feet
Greet the ears you see
With Laughing sounds
The feet pound
Another round Ball
Through the air then it falls
Down onto a hat
Which is tall in fact
Catching it in
Its lip with a spin
Missing the face
With a slow pace
Laughing rejoice
Then no more noise

#2
Midnight
Goodnight
In the sight
Santa takes flight
Through the air
Do you dare
Wake up again
To see your friend
The next day
Down the stairs Hooray!
There it sits
Put it on it fits
A mirrors grabbed
You look Fab
You take it off
Your sister scoffs
You smile again
You like your new friend  

[haggardbat]

Snow falls around
With very little sound
And here with me
Is a bright tall tree
Christmas, Christmas time is near
Family's all around, everyone whom I hold dear
We laugh and sing and wait for Santa Claus
We recall all the stories heard
Of ancient years' words:

"Long ago in a winter past
There was a woman (simple quiet woman).
She was strong and brave;
God heard her name and sent an angel.
The angel told her:
'Mary, Mary, virgin Mary- your child's name shall last!'
She knelt in a stall among the straw,
There was our Christ and saviour born.
Among the animals grazing, an angel's choir sang to him
He slept in a stall that winter's morning."

Now we celebrate this boy's birth
On the night of his birth we go to praise
His name and God forevermore--
(Yet irony exists on this day)
Jesus was laid in a stable manger
(In celebration women paint their faces)
Jesus Christ, God's son, was born that day
(In celebration top hats and canes are worn)
We sit in the church with the candles glinting brightly
(We wait to go home, it's cold, it's boring)
Then we'll eat, drink, and be merry
(we worship simplicity in such a gaudy way)

And the snow shall fall
Lay white over all
Cleansing the land
Feathers drifting down among all the
Clothed shoulders and children's feet
Bringing with it silence
And cold

Now music pours from every doorway
Wine is brought and eggnog poured
Laughter fades into the midnight sky
And warmth is all around
Love and caring and joy in the season
That we all are together is enough
We need no more

The Star glints in the sky
No one is there to see it
They are inside; their fires
Warm every gaze
Makeup and silk and packages wrapped
Are protected from the winter's wrath
And no one braves the cold
But my heart and I

I can hear the children laughing in the house next door
I can see the cars driving past on their way home
And the cross worn to oblige our mother-
The chain of a necklace draped over a chair
And the lights go out indoors
And the stairs creak as they're climbed
"Goodnight. Goodbye. I'll see you in the morning."
They all forget this evening's service
They all weave past on love and closeness
Nobody wants to wait for expensive gifts
Nobody sees the Star in the sky but me

And I knelt in the snow and prayed
On the morning of Christmas Day  

[HikariKaji212]

Very bad, but what the heck. Is this still going on? Idc, I JUST WANNA WRITE A POEM biggrin

It was the utmost wonderful time of the season.
And Top hats were donned, without reason.
The angels above shed their feathers,
which turned into frosty, wintry weather.
The snowflakes so gentle, caressing the ground
Were able to do this without the slightest sound.
As Winter exhaled a coldhearted gust,
those on the ground rejoiced to Jesus' lust.
And across the land spread a jolly mirth,
Celebrating our savior's birth.
Now every Christmas, you know what that is.
We rejoice to a birthday, and it's his.  

[yosoydame]

umm Jesus and lust should probably never be in the sentence, read Matthew Chapter 5 on that x.x.

ok my turn [since i made it and the deadlines almost due]



What a beautiful time, a beautiful tree,
what wonderful stuff that santa gave to me
He has for me a list, Am i Naughty or Nice?
Is this guy for real? Lemme give ya some advice.

If a fat guy comes to my home in a jolly old manner
he's not getting hugs, or even my daily planner
If he has a giant sack, i don't believe he'll be giving
for those gifts i bought weren't cheap, should i be so forgiving?

He's wearing lots of red, and he's keeping a check on you
Could you tell by his treads, he's a communist too!
Last i checked he wasn't the Lord
so with my top hat, i'll take what he hoards

for its made of solid steel, a metal of sorts
won't you be with me friends? Be my cohorts!
I'm not teaching any lies, and i'm not full of doubt
i'm just doing what i should, and throwing the buffoon out.

For this season is about forgiveness, and the birth of a savior
and these presents i hold, the gifts that i pay for
the selfish credit is mine, and the giving is all i need
And later my gift is the gospel, and spreading the seed

yup had to!!! [sorry Santa lovers!]  

[yosoydame]

I'm not deleting this topic because you were very creative and imaginative in your poetry, it will be here forever and immortalized in this little forum! hurray!