Saturday, November 25, 2017

Christmas-melody Vignettes & Day 344 CJSM-book IV

Christmas-melody Vignettes
 
“Silent-nigh! Holy-night…!”Satiated sacred spirit-soul
Music-notes sing Justice whisper-wind revered-hollow
 
Michael---Mon Amie!...Yes! I did know, indeed, that your
final church bell-toll “harbinger-of-life-end” was energy
amassing. And, yea! Thee knew, too, the truth-inevitable.
But, when I forced my “humor”-bond to irreverent-quip:
“Let me know where you are!?” Too that near dis-respect,
 my Friend, you missed not an instant beat nor took offense at
my predictive-incarnation said,”If I can!?” Portending: Hope!
 
“Mary’s Boy-child Jesus Christ…! Sun-shafts lighting shadows
Silent comes yon crystal white to beautify emerald meadows
 
Sweet child-Innocent! Bitter words to intend harsh hurt had true-
complicit escaped his lips and he had slammed the evil-door. In
only a few minutes in line he stood with a glass bottle full of
lamenting-anger spirits; then he heard the innocent child-call.
Not coins enough for the urchin’s sundries, milk and bread;
the youngster devastated. Contrite moved-heart he handed
the clerk a ten, saying, “Give the boy the change.” Absent his
liquid courage at home he begged forgiveness with “I’m sorry!”
 
“Noel! Noel! The angels did say…!” Live 8-Beatitudes
“Merry Christmas!” Every-day holy-sacred platitudes
 
For: Honored –Thee---and…Simple-humble me! I pray!
That in this search for Peace-within might find a Truth
to emulate Him with Faith! Freedom! Family! Attitude!
 
“I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…!” Lamented-memory delight
Good or evil!? Right or wrong!? Choose everyday to Love!-bright
 
If that I should---and, I could…surely I would to each equally
And, by focused-choice of selfless-Grace inspire supernaturally
 
“Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!” Love! All His-gifts
Offer Comfort-warm with smilesincere to spirits celestial-lift
 
“A-amen! A-amen! A-amen! Amen! Amen!...”
 
 
 
Plus:
 
 
 
 
Day 344
 
 
“Oh! Bapa!”
 
 
No fool like an old fool! Hmm! I sure enough reckon that’s true enough! I try!
As my “playmates” grew-up (and left me immature and irresponsible---Hmm!?) they pitied the old man enough so as not to disparage his planned-idiocy going along with his shenanigans.
That they humor me is not lost on this fantasy-creativity; they find me entertaining? Hmm!
Anyway, being perfect they would never insult my feelings---they just say…Oh! Bapa!
Usually, they tell the tale with a roll of their eyes rather than a verbal assault. Thank you!
And, Girls, I am practicing my “a, b, l’s and counting, too. 1, 7, 5, 4---10! I am trying! Very!
 
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “I love you more than life!” Memories!


 


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