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The Blue Eye of the Santa Sea

Charming in his capotain, and Christmas-red cape, alongside His plain-costumed puritan wife. Maritime tall masts, Snow-capped spruce, Blushing-white clouds. Sailors offload merry assortment — fancying their Claus-like chores. Old New York spectates by the shore — The “blue eye” of the Santa-sea, Brings old-fashioned fillers For pudding-plum stockings. Hard-packed snowbank under their coal-black boots. Twinkling behind devoted eyes — Treasure trove of memories to offload to their progeny. 11/25/2019 Based on N.C. Wyeth painting “The Christmas Ship in Old New York”

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Date: 11/27/2019 10:44:00 PM
you painted the scene beautifully and made me want to see the painting, i did look it up...perfect match with your words... good penning :)
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/28/2019 6:23:00 AM
Thank you, Sandra! Hugs...Kim
Date: 11/27/2019 9:04:00 AM
Hi Kim thanks for sharing this powerful statement.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/27/2019 11:50:00 AM
Thank you, dear friend!
Date: 11/27/2019 8:22:00 AM
Wow, I need to look at that painting though your beautiful and nostalgic poem brings the scene to life. I could feel the cold wind blowing in off of the harbor and see the gas lamps flickering along the docks. Really cool Kim.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/27/2019 11:50:00 AM
Oh the sea...the sea! Thank you, Chris!

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