© -Matthew F. Blowers III

Art-Whimsically Yours Studio

Bring me a smile 

wrapped in tinsel 

my child in braces

spreading grins of

joy at his gifts

 
Snow the night 

before Christmas 

and the morning of 

and then 53 degrees

until Spring 

Something in stockings 

to delight my senses 

something out of stockings

to send them reeling!

 
Love to all the loveless

peace to all laden with war

retribution to all who have lost 

loved ones to hate's insanity

 
The heads of Isis

to dropkick and bury

in the midst 

of the Dead Sea 

amidst the rubble

of all things useless 

and unwanted 

Another president  

in this coming election

who "really!!" cares 

about anything but

making the rich richer.

Five minutes to hug

talk to my dearest departed

Mom and Dad.

One hour of my childhood 

revisted through the magic

of time travel just 

to feel that excitement

of Christmas at dawn

 
Hope for all without any 

wrapped in warm blankets 

security and a job 

streets empty of homeless 

hearts empty of hate

jails empty of killers 

all their DNA tested 

so that those innocent

are properly set free 

and the guilty are

executed as soon as

results are delivered

Puppies that are born

housebroken and stay puppies

at least three years

and live to be 

50 like parrots. 

Churches and homes

without abuse

parents  and priests

who love children

but through God's eyes

 
All the soldiers home

by next Christmas

Oh...please let it be

 
No more children used

as kinder in the fires 

of rage men build 

A return of the

babe in Bethlehem 

Fully grown and ready 

to make straight 

the crooked hearts 

and destroy the evil

that rules this world 

Some shepherds to watch

runaways and coax them home 

all those flocks of shivering

teens with no where else to turn

 
More dreamers and 

more time to wish

with more wishes

that come true 

Just box it all up

and wrap it in newspapers

that's all we used as kids

to dress up our paltry presents

bad news with a good purpose 

in the projects where we lived

The funny pages were coveted

for their colorful style

Wrap up peace at long last

for all of the world to share

and then tie a bit of yarn around it 

cause this is such a yarn

I am spinning 

but perhaps if it was woven 

tightly enough

by the dedicated and caring  

knitted brows of all

of our world leaders 

it might still come together

without constantly unraveling

and it might stay together

warming the hearts 

of all men...maybe.... 

someday....... 

And if it ever does 

even after I am long gone

put it under the tree 

where I lie

perhaps a weeping willow 

and invite the pandoras 

of the world 

all those wide eyed

and curious children to gather

in giggling masses 

to open it

 
Ooohing and ahhing

as they watch the 

magic of the peace

of Christmas

change the world in which

they now often cower

into the paradise they deserve

 
Can you see them

dancing in garlands

of flesh and ivory smiles

around that tree

to the music of love

without fear?

Do you, can you see what I see?

Here's to the Merriest

of Christ's wishes to you all

and a happy, hope filled New year...