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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 'Twas the night before Christmas, and ... (THE REQUEST) Reclining my hammock, very still (Far too lax to persuade its swing) I contemplate my Mai Tai's chill And what I'll plead dear Santa bring ... Hmmm ... My hut, provisioned with all I need Near enough, the white sand beach A Tahitian wife - ravishing, indeed An outdoor fridge within my reach ... Big white towel, (perchance it rains) iPhone charged and up-link fine Fridge well-stocked to numb my pains A seafood glut on which to dine ... My greatest need, I have to say ... A NUDGE ... to make my hammock sway! (THE ADMISSION) I must confess I've not been good I did not send my cards this year Declined to wassail, (like I should) My rosy cheeks - quite tan, I fear The palm tree never got its trim Tahitian choir was short a Bass My snowman efforts, pretty slim And cookie baking, WAY off-pace I have no place to hang a sock Haven't wrapped a package yet No burning need to watch a clock Or rush the Tahitian sun to set You see ... When first I saw that sun, I felt ... My state-side Christmas spirit ... melt! (THE RATIONALE) I know I've come up short this season Not a perfect Christmas paradigm And while I've not a decent reason Perhaps he'll grant my wish this time I try to trouble not, the breezes Fill the ice cube trays when bare Bless my wife whene'er she sneezes Watch her tend the prickly pear ... And while its meager stuff to most A swinging hammock's bliss to me So I don't wind up Tahitian toast But rocking sweet, perspiration-free So ... While a nudge may seem a trivial thing ... What Christmas joy ... a sway can bring! ~ 1st Place ~ in the "From Your Lips To Santa's Ears" Poetry Contest, Phillip Garcia, Judge & Sponsor. ~ 5th Place ~ in the "The Night Before" Poetry Contest, Joseph May, Judge & Sponsor.
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