“Those mythical figures adorning our homes and perhaps lives, saviours and even spies? Alas, looking rather nice, at least, when staying on them shelves or wherever else they just might dwell.” Gun Roswell
Angels and elves,
Where do they dwell?
Filling the shelves perhaps
Putting on spells on us
Ringing the holiday bells maybe
Letting us know not to be lated
Of the seasonal celebrations
And so,
All is now well again
“Those mythical figures adorning our homes and perhaps lives, saviours and even spies? Alas, looking rather nice, at least, when staying on them shelves or wherever else they just might dwell.” Gun Roswell
Angels and elves,
Where do they dwell?
Filling the shelves perhaps
Putting on spells on us
Ringing the holiday bells maybe
Letting us know not to be lated
Of the seasonal celebrations
And so,
All is now well again
“The time of year, when the make-believe becomes even more stronger than any other time, the angel, the elves, even Santa Claus with his flying reindeer… well, guess it is time to talk a little more about them, those winged beings?“ Gun Roswell
Angels and Elves
They are pretty little things, with wings and yeah, they can totally sing, rather lyrically at that! Some mighty fine tunes, high opera even, their clear voices hitting that very ceiling.
But then there are elves too, those with the rugged looks, with large ears, even beards and such, their outfit certainly doing nothing for their tiny bodies, not like those of the angels, in their nighties shiny!
Still, whatever the ideal looks of these two fictional fractions just bight me, perhaps a little different for all of us, deepening on how much thought there really was spent, thinking of what these beings of fantasy are all about.
Whatever they just might be, the chubby little cherubs of fancy free, it doesn’t really matter, as they are most likely there just for the latter, the fancy and the free, making the home feel festive for the seasonal celebration.
Or then, they just might be real, and we are way too stubborn, them to see.
“It’s that time of the season…again!” Gun Roswell
X-mas x3
Elves
Dressed in grey and red, some trying green instead
A neatly stacked row of elves, there, sitting, on the shelf
They’ll come alive, when the clock strikes five
No matter if it’s night or day, the Elves will come out to play
If you happen to catch them in the act, then as a matter of fact
An Elf you’ll become too, at least, for an hour or two
Some say it’s just the holiday spirit kicking in
But you’ll know better, once you into their shoes are stepping in
They might be a tight fit
But squeeze your toes in, they’ll sit!
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Elves are wonderful. They provoke wonder.
Elves are marvellous. They cause marvels.
Elves are fantastic. They create fantasies.
Elves are glamorous. They project glamour.
Elves are enchanting. They weave enchantment.
Elves are terrific. They beget terror.
The thing about words is that meanings can twist just like a snake, and if you want to find snakes look for them behind words that have changed their meaning.
No one ever said elves are nice.
Elves are bad.”
― Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies
Elves
“Tip tap tip tap tipe tipe tip tap”
The stars in the sky shining bright
No one knows where they tread
Dressed in white
Dressed in red
The Holiday Season is upon us
The Elves are all around us
Small or tall
They’re having a ball
Singing along
The holiday’s song
“Tip tap tip tap tipe tipe tip tap”
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“Christmas is the day that holds all time together”
Alexander Smith
Holiday Season
Holiday Eve
‘Twas the night before Christmas
Nothing stirred,
No sound was heard
No human, nor animal, in sight
Even the mice had taken flight
The only ones about their business
Were the little green men from Mars
They had to be really careful
Their nature a little bit fearful
For the holidays not to turn into a farce
It was their turn to spread wholly
Presents and a great amounts of jolly!”
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“Christmas is the day that holds all time together”
Alexander Smith
Holiday Season
Holiday Fantasy vs. Reality
“I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…”
…Then we woke up
Put the dog out to pee
Decorated the holiday tree
In a soaking, stormy Christmas Eve
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“Christmas is the day that holds all time together”
Alexander Smith
Holiday Season
Little Red Elf
The little Red Elf
Standing on the shelf
Spreading all the mirth
To the people of this Earth
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“Christmas is the day that holds all time together”
Alexander Smith
Holiday Season
Holiday Reflections
Silent night, holy night
Time to give up the fight
Time to get quiet
Look at the pretty lights
And know that,
All will be alright
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“Christmas is the day that holds all time together”
Alexander Smith
Holiday Season
Elves
From yesteryear
A few welcome dears
For this season
Bringing us some cheer
To wash away the tears
And vanquish all fears
They are called
The Elves
Rantings Of A Third Kind 