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Poetry_CVN Contest FIRST PLACE= 700, 000 ccs My Entry For The Christmas Poetry Contest :) Silver_Lily I was lying asleep in bed Dreaming of toys inside my head All the presents that I longed for If we hadn't been so poor But Mum & Dad they try so hard And give me presents and a card There's always goodies and sweets And games, and fun and treats. Then I heard a noise downstairs Someone moved the table and chairs There was a crash and then a bang Then "Ho Ho Ho" someone sang. It couldn't be, really, could it? The chuckle of St. Nick Was he really at our house? Or was it just a mouse? I crept out of bed, then to my door Snuck downstairs to find out more The mince pies in the kitchen had gone The light in the living room shone I opened the door, and stared in awe At the mess across the floor The sooty prints that led to our tree Oh and all the presents there for me There were sparks and a flash of light A shadow disappeared out of sight I saw a figure in snow, waving to me This was the best Christmas Eve it could be But my favourite part this year Was to see all of the pretty reindeer And Santa in his sleigh But I was sad when he flew away You Are My Rain By: Rusty I feel the rain though I am lost at mid-day in the dry summer desert heat. It is the essence of you, soothing the pain of the burning sun on this treacherous path I beat. The thoughts of you are the morning dew and the first sips from the untouched mountain stream. You are the focus, of the pivot, of the anchor, of the soul of my mind, --- of my being. I go on as I catch the tiniest wisp of the smell of you, inspired to take just one more step. Each lifting and pushing and falling of the souls of my feet are all I have left. As each is a testament that even just the color of your hair makes life worth living. Now I empty myself into you, and you into me, we are one, from the giving A drop of you, into me, fills the endless void, rain on me.......
Your Soul Speaks THIRD PLACE =300, 000 ccs Submited by SunsetLioness Twas the day of Christmas, and all through CT land, Merryment and laughter rang out louder than the band. By the chat areas, they hang, all chattering away, Fingers flying, typing all through the day. As the day drew to an end, the yawns began to be smothered. As CTians began giving out good night huggers. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night. An Angels Kiss yourangel4u2 please dont be sad don't cry my love, I'll always be with you loving you from above, I will still hold you each and every night wrap you warm in my wings and hold on tight. Our life together my love will never end for on angels wings my love will decend, You will feel me I'll be with you everyday, you will hear me everything i have to say, It will all just be done in a different way, I promise you everyday i will send you this, All my love upon an angels kiss. What makes Christmas? SECOND PLACE= 400, 000 ccs hot_mama_6_ Ivy and holly, all are jolly; Succulent smells, Christmas bells; Twinkling lights, cold, frosty nights; Evergreen fir, gold and myrrh; White Christmas snow, spirits that flow; Laughter and love, snow white dove, Carols sung high, new baby’s cry; Mince pie and cream, yuletide dreams; Family meetings, joyous greetings, St Nick calling, snowballing; Mistletoe kiss, pantomime hiss; Gifts and toys, good girls and boys; Bethlehem’s star, travelling far, Jesus’ birth, Peace on Earth waving in the wind blown by the breath of God Connected; between my soul & the living God I hear the voice of God My Ribbon trembles Dew from the mouth of God settles upon My Ribbon My Soul Like dew settling on the new blades of grass, Oh God your voice settles upon my soul My Ribbon Trembles The clouds roll in, the day grows dim I am defective! I am human Oh! My! My ribbon My ribbon, It's crooked! Sin, drip, drip Sin, drip, drip Wisdom falls from my soul like peddles dying from a flower drip, drip Sin cuts deep within my soul. My ribbon grow's crimson with every drop Sin, drip, drip My soul cries out for redemption As I enter into Salvation; As I enter into Shabbat! I hear the voice of God speaking through His Torah. The dew settles softly upon my soul, Upon my Ribbon My Ribbon trembles as the teaching falls like soft rain. Your speech oh God falls like showers upon growing plants. Renewal: My soul is renewed as, I enter Your Shabbat Shabbat; Shabbat is Holy! Copyright 2003 Vikka under her real name |