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dVerse is asking for Christmas to rhyme, why not try an Etheree in Poetry!
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Wake Up
See the Morn
Brightly Glowing
A Baby is Born
His Mother Beckoning
Welcoming All Shepherds — Kings
A World Sleeps on while Angels Sing
The Newborn King wrapped in swaddling clothes
Close your eyes, to hear His Voice Whispering
dVerse is inviting all to participate today with Open Link, here is one I did last December; for those of you that missed it. An Etheree Christmas! With Etheree Poetry!
A Wordle Challenge below asks the use of at least 10 of the words suggested to create a story or poem. To see the words or join in on the fun click here.
My creation is in the form of Etheree Poetry below; enjoy and Merry Christmas!
Bring
Yuletide
Celebrate
Christ is present —
Decorate your tree
The Herald of angels
Signal the holiday signs;
Santa, mistletoe, elves, raindeers —
Everyone here tastes of our pudding
Gifts in your stocking because of Christmas
I must confess I just can’t keep rule number 1 which states (Your post must be a stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.) Especially this one below: Editing and planning was a must! I am still a beginner at poetry, but I love it and love the challenges to create.
Snow
Snowflakes
Fluffy white
As angel wings
Falling from Heaven
Intricate in design
No two are ever alike
Each imprinted — God’s creation
Life He gives to us that we may know
Like a snowflake, it will soon melt away!
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My post here is an acceptance of Colleen Chesebro Challenge Tanka Poetry; her challenge is to use the synonyms for the words “Cold and Safe” look for the synonym underlined.
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An Etheree Poem, my first composed.
Why
Are there
What we call
The Globalist?
Distant without sound
Logic — Frozen freedom
Where there was the trustworthy
Now a future lukewarm to truth
Producing emotionless robots
Dead to all contemplative ideals!
