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Christmas Lune Poems

Seeking Christmas Lune Poems 
for the month of December.

The lune (rhymes with moon) is a very short poem. It's similar to the popular haiku form of poetry. While a haiku follows a 5/7/5 syllable pattern, the lune's syllable pattern is 5/3/5. Typically, since the middle line is restricted to three syllables, it is the shortest line of the three.​ 

Poems can be titled or not. Can be submitted with your art or photography or stand alone poem. Email your poems to lillypressrpj@aol.com 

In the subject line type Christmas Lune 
City Lights by Judith A. Lawrence
City Lights

In the late evening
snow drifts fall
on a carriage drawn

—Judith A. Lawrence


Walk in the fog by Irina Sergeyeva

Dad has Dementia
his blue eyes 
staring at the tree

—Winston Plowes
Oh Christmas Tree 
by Judith A. Lawrence

Red and Green

Crimson orbs hang low
fragrant fir
punctuates the air

—Susanne Thomas


Gingerbread House

Gumdrops tumble down
icing smears
roof and door crumble

—Susanne Thomas


Christmas Mess

Silver tinsel sheds
all over
the wood floor sparkles

—Susanne Thomas



Tree tops cloud cover
feel grey toned
touching their mourning

—Susan Tepper

Santa Berrie
 by Judith A. Lawrence 

In every bauble
reflected
a little glory

—Oonah V Joslin 


Quick as hot mince pies
Santa’s sleigh
singing all the way

—Oonah V Joslin 


We tell the stories,
sing the songs.
Now let’s right some wrongs.

—Oonah V Joslin 

Hang Your Stocking 
by Judith A. Lawrence

It's the same old road
only now
it no longer ends

—Miles Tepper


I hear the birds sing
oh, nature
stay around a while

—Miles Tepper


Give me coats of sleep
the thick ones
that relieve all pain

—Miles Tepper

The Route a Vetheuil by Claude Oscar Monet

Through the car's windscreen
Darkness blows
Your blood name on fire

—Susan Tepper
Mary Magdalen in Ecstasy 
by Michelangelo Merisi
 da Caravaggio (1606)

Hat in which is sat
in comfort
Christmas dazzled cat

—Marc Davidson

Cat in a Hat by Judith A. Lawrence

Winter…my old home
full of joy
I gave him a cat

— Sian Barbara Allen

Scratching Post by Judith A. Lawrence

hustle and bustle
xmas time
utmost finale

—Sandra Errington

Christmas Village Photo by Sandra Errington

Mighty trees flexing
Porch swing sways
Giants on the loose!

—Lydia Robertson

Winter Walk by Judith A. Lawrence

There is no mercy
in this snow
though it looks gentle.

—Beate Sigriddaughter

I am distracted
constantly
by all these snowflakes.

—Beate Sigriddaughter
 


When stars and beauty
take over
it is time to dance.

—Beate Sigriddaughter

Sled Ride by Judith A. Lawrence
Country Christmas
by Judith A. Lawrence
Ice Skater on the Pond
by Judith A. Lawrence

Church bells ring the dawn
Then each night
Rippling the bed sheets

—Susan Tepper

Church Bells by Anton Piek 

'Tis the Season

Decorated streets
hide the pain
of those living there

—deb y felio


Retelling

Immigrants again
seek shelter
Is there any room?

—deb y felio

Seeking Shelter by Judith A. Lawrence
Urban Christmas 
by Judith A. Lawrence

Another Land

winter wonderland
sun, palm trees.
warm ocean breezes

—deb y felio

Santa in Daytona by Judith A. Lawrence

The Tree

Seasonings of hope
And nutmeg
Float amongst angels.

—Ruchira Mandal

Angel Bearing Gifts 
by Judith A. Lawrence

Warmth

Old Winter dozes,
Warming bones
With snatches of songs.

—Ruchira Mandal

Christmas Village by Judith A. Lawrence

Old sweet Golden dog
Rolls in snow
Big paws pointing up

—Sian Barbara Allen

Claire's Dog Diaries

My present list holds
no baubles
just you, close to me

—Joan Leotta

View From Her Window
by Judith A. Lawrence

Seven fishes grace
our table;
meal of memories.

—Joan Leotta

Breaking Bread - Seven Fishes by Frank Bruckmann

Neighbor's light show sparks
reminders
time to decorate

—Joan Leotta

Christmas Lights on Elmwood Ave by Ylli Haruni

Christmas comes again
in the mood
for green nostalgia

—Tricia Knoll


so many dim days
light white lights
before four o'clock

—Tricia Knoll


seventy long days
at my age
with Christmas mornings

—Tricia Knoll


Christmas card robin
staring at
his doorstep likeness

—Mike Gallagher

English Robin 
by Judith A. Lawrence
Christmas Past

Santa’s sled bringing
my grandson
back home for Christmas

—Mike Gallagher


amid all those lights
the brightest
a widow’s lone candle

—Mike Gallagher


Silence of the new
snow wakens
me to moonlit white

—Lorraine Caputo



Christmas Eve sparkles
with stars in
the night sky & trees

—Lorraine Caputo


My inner child writes
to Santa
Dear – All I want is …

—Lorraine Caputo

Russian Village - Moonlit Night by Mark Kremer
Moonlight on the Snow by J O Huppler

When you carried it
Tell me how
To bear suffering

—Susan Tepper

Vision of the Cross by Frederic Edwin Church

Snowfall

Soft blanket of snow
All is calm
Silent night wakes dawn

— Mary Margaret Gallagher

Peace Offering by Judith A. Lawrence

Rain, snow, fog, sleet, drought:
no matter the
weather it’s Christmas!

—Darrell Salk


Daddy left a snack
for Santa,
a wink and a nod.

—Darrell Salk


Non-melting snowman
required —
must be gluten-free.

—Darrell Salk


We sang Messiah
Tuesday last
I'd like to see Him

—Miles Tepper




A snow-less cold snap
Came today
Shovels soon enough

—Miles Tepper


No birds this morning
Flying south?
Wish they'd stay awhile.

—Miles Tepper

The Versailles Road at Louveciennes by Camille Pissarro 

Christmas memory
a tree top
adorned with cut-outs

—Judith A. Lawrence

A Child's Makeshift Tree
by Judith A. Lawrence

Cedar trees shine: the
yin and yang
of Christ’s earthy birth.

—Llewellyn McKernan


A stock-still star shocked
by the dark
cave where heaven lies.

—Llewellyn McKernan

Ho, ho, ho, now let’s
go where Christ-
mus joy rocks and rolls!

—Llewellyn McKernan

"Red Wheelbarrow" by Judith A. Lawrence

Black ice to harden
Pushed aside
Unforgiving cold

—Susan Tepper

A November Night by John Atkinson Grimshaw

the castaway toys
of childhood
our lost innocence

—Mike Gallagher


peal of Christmas bells
ringing true
for the homeless child

—Mike Gallagher


Bing Crosby singing 
White Christmas
birthday boy nodding

—Mike Gallagher


They've been telling me
It's Christmas
Since mid-September

—Martin Heavisides


You will not get there
No matter
The earth is shadows

—Susan Tepper


First Year Gone

First Christmas without
my mother
Her star holds my heart

—Mary Margaret Gallagher

Mother and Child by Jojo Sabalvaro Tan
At the Park Gate by John Atkinson Grimshaw

Meaning

would you die for me ?
wood nailed hands
eyes drawn to heaven

—Tony Sienzant

Peace Mother and Child 
by J Kirk Richards

African Christmas
Sun shines on
Not merry and bright

—Una Harman


Santa I believe
You think it?
Just Dad with whiskers

—Una Harman


Let it snow, snow, snow
Five feet deep
There is the shovel

—Una Harman

African Christmas Illustration by Kate Chanthunya

Knitted woolen socks
A rich gift
From an old angel

—Miles Tepper

The Knitting Girl 
by William-Adolphe Bouguereau

visits from grandkids
now full grown
bringing Christmas joy

—Judith A. Lawrence

Home for Christmas by Judith A. Lawrence