"Adoration of the Shepherds" by Charles Le Brun‘A Christmas Card’ and Other Poetry by Joe Tessitore The Society December 25, 2017 Beauty, Culture, Holidays, Poetry 7 Comments A Christmas Card A distant clang; here comes the heat To chase the chill from hands and feet! A steady hiss and many pings; The song our radiator sings To celebrate this Christmas morn The day that Jesus Christ was born! The windows now we see are dressed With icicles – their very best! And trimmed around with twinkling frost, They’ve gone all out; they’ve spared no cost To celebrate this Christmas morn The day that Jesus Christ was born! Our radiator’s quiet now And on our knees, our heads we bow To thank our Heavenly Father above For His most precious gift of love! We celebrate this Christmas morn The day that Jesus Christ was born! Dazzled by Your Majesty Dazzled by Your majesty I stand beneath Your canopy Bejeweled as far as eye can see With quarter moon and shooting stars With planets – Jupiter and Mars And all that sparkles, shining bright A glorious celestial sight This vision of Your power and might On a frosty mid-November night The Old Grandfather The old grandfather ticks and tocks I listen from the chair that rocks And in this way we pass the time As I do rock and he does chime But if we both should have our fill I wonder then would time stand still? And if that happened, what would be? Who’d step in then, Eternity? To fill the void of time and space And if she stepped, how fast her pace? But if I once again should rock Would that in fact re-set the clock? A Mothers’ Song Though from our warm and cozy nest Where I once held you to my breast Too soon from me you will fly free You are and you will always be My dear and precious pearls My little boys and girls Self-Portrait As I look back on the searing pain I realize that You did remain ever at my side And though I turned away from You You held my hand and You saw me through despite my foolish pride And when I could no longer cope when I believed there was no hope when I fled and tried to hide You found me in my darkest night and flooded me with joy and light and in Your arms I cried Joe Tessitore is a retired New York City resident and poet. Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 7 Responses Satyananda Sarangi December 25, 2017 Greetings for the day! The perfect kind of poetry to make one’s day 🙂 Wishes for Christmas and the New Year. Reply Amy Foreman December 25, 2017 Beautiful, metrically delightful, melodious hymns for this morning. Thank you, Joe! Reply Joe Tessitore December 25, 2017 Thank you both for your very kind words! The very best of the season to both of you! Sincerely, Joe Reply Leo Yankevich December 25, 2017 I greatly enjoyed these Mr Tessitore. Reply Joe Tessitore December 25, 2017 Thank you Leo. Reply Fr. Richard Libby December 26, 2017 Well done, Mr. Tessitore! “A Christmas Card” is lovely in its simplicity. Reply Lenore December 27, 2017 Very much enjoyed …thank you for the uplift … Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.