Christmas Lights by Ampoule

[ampoule]

Ampoule, by the way, is French for lightbulb. I do not liken myself to a bulbous glass vessel. ;) ;)

I made some of you very sad with my poem Madrigal which should have been entitled Madrigal Dinner because some people thought I was trying to write an actual madrigal...anyway...you can't change the titles on here. :(
This one may make you sad also...sorry...but I hope to add one or two that may be more cheerful.

Christmas Eve Two Thousand Three

I pour myself some Baileys,
I sit down in the chair,
I look across the room and wish
that you were sitting there.

I wonder what you're doing
upon this Christmas Eve,
I hope that you are happy,
On that you can believe.

I take a sip and close my eyes,
And breathe a heavy sigh,
Meeting you was such a gift,
I try hard not to cry.

So here I am on Christmas Eve,
Longing for the past,
I lift my glass and toast the tree,
And pray the night goes fast.

:bawling: :bawling:

[PrinceMyshkin]

Ampoule, by the way, is French for lightbulb. I do not liken myself to a bulbous glass vessel. ;) ;)

I made some of you very sad with my poem Madrigal which should have been entitled Madrigal Dinner because some people thought I was trying to write an actual madrigal...anyway...you can't change the titles on here. :(
This one may make you sad also...sorry...but I hope to add one or two that may be more cheerful.

Christmas Eve Two Thousand Three

I pour myself some Baileys,
I sit down in the chair,
I look across the room and wish
that you were sitting there.

I wonder what you're doing
upon this Christmas Eve,
I hope that you are happy,
On that you can believe.

I take a sip and close my eyes,
And breathe a heavy sigh,
Meeting you was such a gift,
I try hard not to cry.

So here I am on Christmas Eve,
Longing for the past,
I lift my glass and toast the tree,
And pray the night goes fast.

:bawling: :bawling:

Joy cometh in the morning.

[CdnReader]

Joy's coming? Drat! Who knew? I better rustle up some more bacon 'n' eggs.

Such a sad poem, Amp. Let's have a cheery one now, shall we?

[PrinceMyshkin]

Joy's coming? Drat! Who knew? I better rustle up some more bacon 'n' eggs.

I believe that should be rustleth up?

[CdnReader]

Perhaps, but I know what a "thing" you have about my archaisms. I'm trying to curbeth my tongue.

[ampoule]

Christmas Even

It was those wise guys from the east,
loping along on their camels,
with a star in their eyes,
who started this whole gift giving thing,
not just gift giving either, but those
dreaded gifts that don't work or fit.
But what's a wiseman to do with no
child's wish list in hand, no eavesdropping
on Santa for clues, just drawing the name
of a stranger and someone said,
it's a king, and afterall, what does one
get a king but more kingly stuff,
Mary smiling graciously, tucking the gifts
away, saying, "Thank you so much,
I'm sure he will grow into these."

[CdnReader]

Christmas Even

It was those wise guys from the east,
loping along on their camels,
with a star in their eyes,
who started this whole gift giving thing,
not just gift giving either, but those
dreaded gifts that don't work or fit.
But what's a wiseman to do with no
child's wish list in hand, no eavesdropping
on Santa for clues, just drawing the name
of a stranger and someone said,
it's a king, and afterall, what does one
get a king but more kingly stuff,
Mary smiling graciously, tucking the gifts
away, saying, "Thank you so much,
I'm sure he will grow into these."

:D I love love LOVE this! And even the TITLE!! Tres cute, Amp. :D

[Granny5]

Ampoule, I love them both. We all have someone we miss dearly at this time of year, and a closet full of gifts we are just waiting to re-gift! Happy Christmas.

(not that I'd ever do such a thing....)

[firefangled]

You were right, Amp, this is a sad one and you may not liken yourself to a bulbous glass vessel, but as sure as Chrstmas Trees are green, you do shine!

[firefangled]

Mary smiling graciously, tucking the gifts
away, saying, "Thank you so much,
I'm sure he will grow into these."

Like I said before, shine! What a wonderful and imaginative ending to a lovely poem.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Like I said before, shine! What a wonderful and imaginative ending to a lovely poem.

I assuredly second that! I once attempted a poem about Mary receiving the news of her son's death - not the death of the Messiah but of her beloved son... Maybe that theme would appeal to someone else?

[ampoule]

The Repentant Christian

Let me give you Christmas, here, please accept it,
not my religion, but my party atmosphere,
toasting and singing, kissing and dancing,
See how shiny it is, not the tinsel, but my smile,
and the sounds, not the lonely sounds of silence,
but the music, how can you resist it, your lips
are surely moving, pa rum pa pum pum, your eyes,
welling up, O Holy Night, because this is your very
own holy night, and the smells of pine and cookies,
and the weather outside, snow or not, balmy or bleak,
but mostly, feel my hand touch your arm or my lips
brush your cheek with my love, my respect for you.
Christmas.
Christmas?
Can it not be my way of making amends for all of the
havoc I have created over the centuries?
Please, sir, can you not forgive me?
For a day?

[mazHur]

The Repentant Christian

Let me give you Christmas, here, please accept it,
not my religion, but my party atmosphere,
toasting and singing, kissing and dancing,
See how shiny it is, not the tinsel, but my smile,
and the sounds, not the lonely sounds of silence,
but the music, how can you resist it, your lips
are surely moving, pa rum pa pum pum, your eyes,
welling up, O Holy Night, because this is your very
own holy night, and the smells of pine and cookies,
and the weather outside, snow or not, balmy or bleak,
but mostly, feel my hand touch your arm or my lips
brush your cheek with my love, my respect for you.
Christmas.
Christmas?
Can it not be my way of making amends for all of the
havoc I have created over the centuries?
Please, sir, can you not forgive me?
For a day?

Wow, what a lovely poem !

congrats !

sublime ending !
''''For a day?''',,,,,,,,,,

[ampoule]

Why, thank you maz. And thanks to those above also. You guys tickle me.

[ampoule]

Partridge

I waited all day, peeking through my lace curtains,
holding my breath as each engine passed, listening
for a stop and steps to my door, and a knock, and
I would answer in my swirly dress like Loretta Young,
"For ME?", I would ask, and I would take it and swirl to
my kitchen and pluck its feathers and feel its young
supple breast and know that it is perfect for roasting,
for you, my true love, because you have sent it with
pears, and I smile wickedly as you watch me eating,
my moist lips, pear juice running down my chin, and
I would stand and reach the silver fork between the
candlelabras and you would hold my hand steady and
stare into my eyes as you took a bite of the succulent
roast, and this, this is only the first day, and I faint.

[mazHur]

Partridge

I waited all day, peeking through my lace curtains,
holding my breath as each engine passed, listening
for a stop and steps to my door, and a knock, and
I would answer in my swirly dress like Loretta Young,
"For ME?", I would ask, and I would take it and swirl to
my kitchen and pluck its feathers and feel its young
supple breast and know that it is perfect for roasting,
for you, my true love, because you have sent it with
pears, and I smile wickedly as you watch me eating,
my moist lips, pear juice running down my chin, and
I would stand and reach the silver fork between the
candlelabras and you would hold my hand steady and
stare into my eyes as you took a bite of the succulent
roast, and this, this is only the first day, and I faint.

What's goin on ? again a very romantic and sexy poem. I love it!

http://www.wedding-candles.ca/candles/candel1.jpg

[AuntShecky]

All of these "lights" were bright indeed--
loved the "sampling" in the "Repentant Christian" but I loved all of them!
Wassail!

[DickZ]

...
So here I am on Christmas Eve,
Longing for the past,
I lift my glass and toast the tree,
And pray the night goes fast.

:bawling: :bawling:
Saying "I lift my glass and toast the tree" says so very much, with so few words. A great touch, ampoule.

[thechampion]

likeable earnestness... very accessible.

[kiz_paws]

Your poetry was very touching, Ampoule. I don't know how I can even choose a favorite, but I guess I will go with the first one, Christmas Eve Two Thousand Three. That hit home with me, the missing of someone. Your words are so carefully chosen, I salute you. Cheers, Kizzo :)