Shaped Poems are popular in the UK an often at Christmas we write conical ones to resemble Christmas Trees. PH won't allow me to centre so you will have to turn your screen through 180 degrees - anticlockwise - to get the effect! ENJOY.
Hello
Someone slid
Down our chimney
Fortunately fire was out
Gosh - Was it Father Christmas?
I can't recollect - however possibly was
Him or Her - Mother Christmas? Who else?
In days of equal opportunities - Nothing is Sacred
Mother Christmas well well well - perhaps I
Should remain awake - to welcome her
She might need some assistance
With the sleigh and reindeer?
Daddy and Sandra Claus
Who'd have thought
Kissing together
Mistletoe
(John Knight - Frosty Colchester - 28 December 2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Made the Christmas Tree thro’ excellent ‘Biblio Visual’ Enjoyed whole Cone … the summit line: ‘In days of equal opportunities - Nothing is Sacred’ 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK