Naked

Stood naked,

Like a tree with no leaves,

Cold wind biting the limbs,

The branches stretching out free,

Planted firm,

Deep rooted,

Grounded for all to see,

Waiting for the warmth of summer rays,

The joy of warmer days,

Heralds the blossom,

Where trees will bear fruit,

Leaves can sing to thee,

In the gentle breeze .......

Tattooes in a Mind

To read the lines of another poet,

It stirred emotions within deep,

To hit a cord,

Not like before,

Really made me think,

To capture the feelings with pen and ink,

On a page in verse and rhyme,

A poem that will last,

For the rest of time,

For the words,

Are still there,

Tattooed in my mind,

Five Golden Rings

Five golden rings,

The Carol Singers sing,

Voices carried through the air,

Bringing joy as they sang,

The Church Bells rang,

By the hands of the ringers,

From where they stand,

Six Geese A Laying

Six geese where laying,

Six golden eggs where laid,

All in different places,

Places around the world,

New life and beginning,

Stories to be made,

For the joy is creation,

How special these geese eggs are,

Seven Swans a Swimming

Seven Swans were swimming,

Carrying gifts to the shore,

Spirit in their strength,

Holy was their trumpet call,

With teaching in mind,

Of mercy and kind,

With a prophesy for Mankind,

Not to be ignored,

For global warming,

And destruction of war,

An ending will be the result,

As we have not learned from the lessons before,

So when you see a Swan,

A white Majestic sight,

Listen to this angel,

It may just save a life .....

Trumpet Swan

8 Maids a Milking

Eight maids were milking,

Each with a tale to tell,

Some were married,

Some were single,

Some where going through hell,

For each maid experienced the lessons of life,

That they commonly shared well,

With dreams and hopes,

They milked the cows,

As the bells rang loud,

 

Seasons Greetings

The season has come,

Tree's of light,

Houses light the streets at night,

With Carol singing heard about,

Excited children running around,

Mince pies with a dollop of cream,

Maybe a glass of mulled wine,

Advent calendars with open doors,

Leading to the night before,

With Christmas presents under the tree,

That special one for you from me,

For the perfect gift is that present day,

To spend it in your own special way, 

Santa