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Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Childhood Christmas

poetry jam : 3 ww



christmas
the highlight of the year
the tree
the crystal glasses
the best napery

silver cutlery
chocolates
nougat
bon bons
sugared almonds
the nativity scene

only good children
get presents in their stockings
so we submitted
to strict instructions
bed early lights out
no waiting up for santa

leaving out Christmas cake
and whiskey with a napkin in the fireplace
always eaten and drunk by santa
with a crumpled napkin

on awakening Christmas morning
i did wonder why the dog did not bark
but somehow knew not to ask




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16 comments:

  1. Vandana SharmaDecember 11, 2013 at 8:39 AM

    Mouth watering candies and stuff!

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  2. Jae RoseDecember 11, 2013 at 9:02 AM

    Napery huh! Need to google that one..a fine Rallentanda ending ;)

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  3. Sheilagh LeeDecember 11, 2013 at 9:03 AM

    lol that you thought about the dog not barking it never occurred to me.

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  4. HelenDecember 11, 2013 at 12:21 PM

    I love this!! Must confess, we never sipped whiskey while placing gifts under the tree ... we should have!

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  5. PeggyDecember 11, 2013 at 12:25 PM

    It is amazing how none of the dogs ever barked. Hmmmm….part of Santa's magic I guess! Thanks for posting this.

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  6. Sheilagh LeeDecember 11, 2013 at 12:53 PM

    this also truly a beautiful picture of childhood Christmas that you painted.

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  7. ND MitchellDecember 11, 2013 at 1:36 PM

    Such specific memories bring this poem to life. Wonderful days. Thanks for sharing.

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  8. IntelliblogDecember 11, 2013 at 1:57 PM

    Beautifully written. Love the last stanza.

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  9. Magical Mystical TeacherDecember 11, 2013 at 2:13 PM

    The dog did not bark because he and Santa shared a glass! ;)

    Three Virtues

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  10. Old EggDecember 11, 2013 at 3:28 PM

    How each of us must be reminded of our own early childhood by your beautiful post.

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  11. BerowneDecember 11, 2013 at 3:51 PM

    "Napery"? Probably has something to do with the neckery...

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  12. Ramesh SoodDecember 12, 2013 at 2:34 AM

    And you didn't ask ..no temptations isn't it.. that's great.. Loved your write..

    http://rameshsood.blogspot.in/2013/12/nothing-extra-ordinary-about-it-3ww.html

    RS

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  13. J Cosmo NewberyDecember 12, 2013 at 2:49 AM

    Perhaps the dog crumpled the napkin? I was a good little child once. Have since gone down hill.

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  14. The Way of DodoDecember 12, 2013 at 5:28 AM

    Ba-Humbug.

    I'm with Cromwell on this. It was illegal to celebrate Christmas until the late 1950's in Scotland. Country's gone down hill ever since. Christianity is a dour faith, you see, No partying. We should return to Puritanism.

    *Bollocks*.

    A great poem and it brought back many happy memories.

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  15. hyperCRYPTICalDecember 13, 2013 at 1:42 AM

    I had to google napery too.
    We were mean in our house - Santa only got a mince pie and we didn't have a dog so I did not rumble until sixteen...:o]
    Merry Christmas!
    Anna :o]

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  16. rallentandaDecember 13, 2013 at 2:47 AM

    16? gives a new dimension to ' late bloomer' LOL

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