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Christmas Poetry

Christmas Tree

Salford 5th December 2017

A poem originally wrote by inky for Allpoetry.com, now making an appearance here as the christmas embargo is officially over!

(wrote on St Andrews Day….)

I’m writing on St. Andrew’s Day,
to make a festive plea.
Don’t neglect mother nature
for the sake of a Christmas tree.

Now, before you all yell “Humbug!”
at my festive rhyme
consider if you will the subject
that i’m spending the time.

yon Scots pines have been up in the highlands,
where its taken some time to grow
for some forester to swiftly chop it down
with one or two axe blows

“Its tradition!” I’ll hear the hardened
who don’t listen to my plea
they say it’ll thrive – its not even alive
as the needles fall from the tree

So get yourself one in a bucket
one wi fresh branches and shoots
after chrimbo and snow – it’ll continue to grow
in a place where it’ll spread its roots

and you’ll see it in garden each winter
as it grows upon year after year
and the children will play, wi the toys on the day
the tree brings the Christmas Cheer

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Acrostic Colours Garden Nature Outdoors Poetry

Pine Green

 

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Delamere Forest

 

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Perhaps its no mistake

In noting you’re an evergreen

Numbers of you gather on

Each side of the forest road, pushing through the

 

Grasses as you do,

Reaching high up into the sky of blue

Every squirrel in the neighbourhood covets your seeds, and

Each eager young kid, takes one your cones home

Noting – when your seed opens and closes

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Christmas Holidays Winter

Christmas Warmth

In response to the prompt

Burn

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Sherwood Forest, Nottinghamshire

A Christmas scene, Mum and dad taking the grandkids to see Santa Claus

We travelled down the motorway, in the run up to Christmas, when the snow was so deep it could make an Eskimo proud

Our destination ? Sherwood Forest Holiday Park, set in tall trees and falling snow

The Nephew’s wondered whether or not Santa had got their message they were coming to visit, they soon got their answer.

Wrapped up warm – giving their list to Santa – and getting a special gift

Big smiles all round.

Then we all headed to the café by Santa’s Grotto for a special treat.

A Mug of Special Hot Chocolate and a Fireworks display.

And as the last firework went whoosh in the air – we said goodnight to the reindeer and we returned to the cabin and warmed up by the special log fire – burning pine cones in the corner.