Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Christmas Poems



If the joy of Christmas
Were as brief as its date
I think it would be
A season to hate…

I love the delights
That Christmas imparts
But only because
Of His love in my heart

Jesus...
The celebration of hope in one Birth
Jesus…
Perfect gift of love sent to earth
Jesus…
A message time cannot restrain
To God
Be the glory forever, Amen

(first I had the word 'Christmas' instead of 'Jesus''
but Christmas is JESUS)

Cradle, cross and resurrection
This is my Christmas reflection…

Janet

Reason to Celebrate...




It’s not in the lights
The shortbread, fruitcake
It’s not in the special
Christmas cards that we make
Though each are their own gift
They would lose their delight
If God had not so loved us
On that first Christmas night

It’s not in the presents
Underneath the tree
Not in decorations
So lovely to see
The wonderful carols
Would not fill us with mirth
If God had not given
His Son to this earth

…and here IS the reason
We celebrate thus
God in His mercy
Gave His Son to us
So that all who believe
Will not perish in sin
But they will receive
Eternal life through Him

Janet

For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. John 3:16

to those who are saying ...huh?:) I'm postponing my 'break'...a little;))

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Merry Christmas!



I am taking a Christmas cyber-break!
But before I do I would like to take
A moment to wish you goodness and cheer
As we celebrate Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Janet Martin

God Bless you all
and may He be our reason
to celebrate this season!

I was planning on doing a live greeting but I can't figure out how to get it to work on here so this will have to do;)
Thank-you all, who visit, read and encourage.

Preparing for Christmas...(a note to self)


http://poeticbloomings2.wordpress.com/2011/12/11/be-prepared-prompt-33/


Poinsettia for the table
Bloom of festivity
Pretty little angel
To grace the Christmas tree
Lights and pretty candles
Lending their gentle glow
In tiny golden circles
Wee choirs in the snow

Cookies, cakes and puddings
In volumes quite obscene
Large and tiny presents
Wrapped in bright red and green
Songs extol the season
And malls the latest rave
Excuses become reason
As dollars become brave

Stress finds brand new victims
And cheer loses its mirth
All in the preparation
To celebrate His birth
Shopping lists extended
Beyond the budget’s creed
Holly, jolly merchants
Disguising greed as need

Christmas Eve descending
We brave the cold perhaps
To find within a chapel
A pew, where we collapse
My house sure looks amazing
The food, a work of art
Wouldn’t it be something
If this had been my heart?

Janet

Portions


Somehow, in spite of profusion of words

Silence remains stark; profound

We cannot dissuade unalterable truth

With the clang of syllabic sound


Somehow, though continents loom between

And geographically keep us apart

I hear the whisper of you deep within

And feel you against my heart


Somehow, by the rise and the setting of sun

We measure our portion of days

Darling, to love you I have only begun

Oh, let me count the ways


Somehow, life slips through the curtain of dusk

Its presence subtle and swift

Silence and distance and longing and love

Are portions of its tender gift

J~

Summation of Time


Time doles out the same amount

Of hours in a day to each of us

From generation to generation

It is not how much of it we have

But what we do with it

That will be our life’s summation


Twenty-four hours in a day

Three-hundred and sixty-five days per year

Save for that one in four

Why, in an age of modern conveniences

Do we seem to have less time

To spare, not more


Janet

Monday, December 12, 2011

Time



The moon climbs above the horizon
A stealthy, crimson eye
Pushing the remnants of evening
Into the dark, blue sky
I stand on earth’s silver palette
Night is frozen and vast
And it seems I can almost hear it
Present becoming past

The sky is a boundless portal
An ocean of infinite calm
Unfathomable to mortal
This speck in eternity’s palm
Here in the solace of midnight
Comfort and longing vie
To be the whisper of moonlight
Gleaming in my eye

Time is a thief of moments
Yet, time is a moment’s source
Hastening, ever hastening
Yet never a glimpse of its force
The moon climbs above the horizon
Translucent hand on Time’s clock
No man knows the day or the hour
When this cosmic time-piece will stop
Janet~


On Taking a Family Picture








When there is nothing very funny
Yet we find reason to snicker
If suddenly there seems to be
A sudden need to bicker
When insults freshly polished
Are muttered, hissed and hurled
As siblings are squeezed into
One square inch of the world
It must be family-picture-taking time

When father looks quite stern
And mother looks quite stressed
And we try to look quite proper
As we are quite primly dressed
When faces grow quite stiff
While smiles not quite freeze-dry
There really can only be
One valid reason why…
….family picture-taking-time

There are pinches, pokes and pushes
Then kicks and mother’s scolding
There are sighs and moans and groans
As our 'best smiles' we are holding
That turn out to be wasted
Because of an out-burst of laughter
Though we cannot remember
What was so funny after…
…family picture-taking time!

Okay, this is it,
Now every one POSE!
We all do our best…
One has their eyes closed!
One, two, three,
Let’s try again
‘a-w-w-w! I wasn’t ready
Sister’s being a pain!’
Oh, yes its family picture-taking-time

…so when father looks stern
And mother looks stressed
When we all try to look
Our very best
As we look at the camera
Smile and say ‘CHEESE!’
Tell me, this one is going to work
PL-E-E-E-A-SE!
Its family-picture-taking-time!

Take 70!

Janet…
Otherwise known as M-O-O-O-M!!!!

Yesterday I 'booked an appointment' with my family to be at home
so we can take a long over-due family picture...

p.s. I'm trying to pick one of the ump-teen photos to put into a card,
but one cannot edit eyes open,
or non-smiles into smiles or
add the rest of a person where it is cut off,
or un-cross eyes....the list goes on:)

My apologies to those of you who find photos hard to load...
This afternoon my internet is working but it is being very moody.