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By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

On the first day of Christmas
a bird he sang to me,
Alone again at Christmas,
I see!

On the second day of Christmas
that bird he sang to me,
Ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the third day of Christmas
silly bird he sang to me,
Share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the fourth day of Christmas
same bird he sang to me,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the fifth day of Christmas
stuffed bird he sang to me,
No more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the sixth day of Christmas,
fat bird he sang to me,
Need somewhere to rest,
no more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the seventh day of Christmas,
sleepy bird he sang to me,
Comfy silver bedding,
need somewhere to rest,
no more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the eighth day of Christmas,
flapping bird he sang to me,
Wonderful herbal bath,
comfy silver bedding,
need somewhere to rest,
no more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the ninth day of Christmas,
sputtering bird he sang to me,
My legs beneath I can not see,
wonderful herbal bath,
comfy silver bedding,
need somewhere to rest,
no more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the tenth day of Christmas,
rotund bird he sang to me,
I fear I can not leave,
my legs beneath I can not see,
wonderful herbal bath,
comfy silver bedding,
need somewhere to rest,
no more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the eleventh day of Christmas
pompous bird he sang to me,
The water’s growing warm,
I fear I can not leave,
my legs beneath I can not see,
wonderful herbal bath,
comfy silver bedding,
need somewhere to rest,
no more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and alone again at Christmas I see!

On the twelfth day of Christmas,
a feast there was for me, that goose he did not sing!
The water’s growing warm,
I fear I can not leave,
my legs beneath I can not see,
wonderful herbal bath,
comfy silver bedding,
need somewhere to rest,
no more can I eat,
I thank you for the treat,
share more crumbs with me,
ten long days to go,
and here I am alone again at Christmas I see!

By Gypsie -Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

In response to Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge (CMMC) for December. The topic is Close Up or Macro.

By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

In response (I think) to F3 Gastonia’s
Round Three – Q’s Quicken, Quit, Quilt

As Quicken winked at Quilt passing through
She blushed her colors ran
hues of red and blue

Quilt looked up so shy and sweet
Her squares lined up properly
very straight and wonderfully neat

Demurely did she smile and say
Quicken you must quit this day
Friends we are and friends we’ll stay

Quit I can not said Quicken to Quilt
Your colors do swirl and capture me
Keeping me completely atilt

My weaver wove a heavenly cast
Into my squares and meant to last
for years to come and was a gift

But this lovely quilt is not for you
Sewn with love so very true
A little boy I’ve been made for

So quit this day Quicken Sir
for its not here this quilt will stay but
Swaddling a babe with love and care

By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Forgive me little Christmas tree
I won’t be seeing you this year
Though your boughs are so strong
and your lights so very bright
I won’t be unpacking you this night

You hold for me fond memories
of babies born and cats on trees
Old and young with happy smiles
Wobbling toddlers squealing with joy
every time they opened a new toy

Elders reminiscing of relatives
long gone and still missed today
Teenagers on new cell phones
Men connecting their new gadgets
everyone believing Mom is truly magic

The past five years I’ve put you up
little faux Christmas tree mine
Your lights still shine bright as stars
your boughs hold the heavy baubles
But for presents there’s no squabble

Your branches may remain festive
your lights twinkle and shine
The star on top reminds me of why
we all celebrate this sacred day
yet everything else has gone away

There is no music no laughter rings out
no toddlers or puppies running about
not a grandparent or child is around
My kitchen remains stark and clean
not a crumb or bit of a turkey’s wing

Beneath your green staunch branches
not a single present can be found
This year sweet tree of years gone by
my memories alone will be my guide
I’ll spend the day deep within my mind

By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

In response to Shay’s Word Garden 12/7/22
Using at least three of the following 20 words to create an original poem: bigmouth, Caligula, charmer, coma, devil, exactly, false, heavenly, humdrum, Joan of Arc, joke, miserable, panic, shoplifters, shyness, skinny, stitch, thorn, typical, verse

Miserable devil
a bigmouth charmer
with a typical heavenly
but false New York verse

Promised Joan of Arc
an interview with the emperor
Caligula for exactly her part
skinny with much shyness was she

In a panic and miserable
she hadn’t a stitch
of clothing not humdrum
certainly wouldn’t impress

She joined a bevy
of shoplifters to lift
a new outfit got a thorn
in her foot had to wait outside

In a panic she bolted
was hit by a van
and lay in a coma
such was her poor demise

By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Sky beneath me
flow through time
rule with all urgency

Open a channel
to hell or to heaven
within the serial darkness

Within the absence
of time to a pathway
where I no longer miss you

Cellpic Sunday

Hosted by Journeys with Johnbo

By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

#2022PICOFTHEWEEK

Hosted by photo challenge ofmariaantonia – Please join me in posting your own photos every Saturday.

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By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

In response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt – #289 – ENGRAVE in 23 words

Engrave upon my soul
love’s deep
everlasting communion
of heart

Lest one day
it’s taken away
that I might remember
love’s comforting warmth

By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Weekend Sky #82
December 10, 2022
Hosted by Hammad Rais

Red sky marks the setting sun
the brilliant day is gone
A short time I got to see
your beaches and palm trees

Florida my one true home
my heart belongs to you
Someday you will call me back
back to where I belong