Best Carols Poems
Jolly Old St. Nicholas
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Candy Canes and Christmas Cheer
With a fuss, children line up, and wait to get near
To look deep into Jolly Old St. Nicholas eyes
Quietly, and from the depths of their hearts
They sit on his lap and whisper in his ear
Their favorite toy they want for Christmas
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Candy Canes and Christmas Cheer
Overjoyed with great big dreams and hope
Children sigh, Please, Jolly Old St. Nicholas
Are the elves focus and hard at work
Working around the clock
We've been very good this year
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Candy Canes and Christmas Cheer
Through the eyes of children goodness
Jolly Old St. Nicholas a giver of gifts
Keeping the spirit of Christmas alive
For some a trust of faith and a symbol of hope
For others joy, Christmas trees, and toys
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Candy Canes and Christmas Cheer
Wise Jolly Old St. Nicholas is on his way here
11/29/2015
Children Story
Deck the halls with photos of me
I know you miss me
I miss you too
But I am always there
Always watching you from above
We have memories of our life together
The time we had was exceptional
I was taken away too soon
We didn’t get the chance to say goodbye
This time of year used to be so special
I hear you speak to me
Telling me about your day
I see you crying into your pillow
It breaks my heart
I know you are thinking of me
We loved each other for a million years
And will for a million more
Never able to hold each other again
I will always be with you
And you will always be with me
So deck the halls with photos of me
I will be there in spirit with you
Raise a glass to my memory
Smile again
I want you to
"Christmas lives in our hearts; sometimes we have to search a little,
but it's there."... by poet
I'll always remember pine Christmas trees
scenting the air, along with plum pudding;
and the lights, soft color-etched memories
family, candlelight, carols to sing.
This year, no lads and ladies will gather,
Christmas will be with friends and memories.
But a year ago, we were together,
magic filled the air midst hours of tease.
If we could but capture moments in time,
save them to replay whenever we choose.
Christmas is the perfect time to remind
memories burnished by love we won't lose.
The magic of Christmas sung in noels,
serenading under stars' silver light.
Candlelight, open fire casting their spells,
A long-ago birth to make the world right.
November 27, 2022
for "A Writing Challenge: Write a Christmas Poem" contest
by Constance La France
First Place!
Christmas is a time
Of many traditions
Like carol singing
With candle lit processions
But not anymore
A years old tradition
Has to had to go
For fear of litigation
“Health and safety”
So gets on my wick
As this year we had
Carols by glow stick
Come one, come all, come let us hear the band,
For soon we'll hear some famous songs all planned,
December brings a Winter Wonderland.
The Twelve Days of Christmas are all at hand.
For soon we'll hear some famous songs all planned,
Rudolph the red nose reindeer in demand,
The Twelve Days of Christmas are all at hand.
Little Drummer Boy knows he's in command.
Rudolph the red nose reindeer in demand,
December brings a Winter Wonderland.
Little Drummer Boy knows he's in command.
Come one, come all, come let us hear the band,
Candlelit tableau
My uncle and my aunts
Singing in the snow
Melded with raindrops -
the juiceless earth fruited lusciously
and the roaring lightning pops -
the vehement clouds sparked abundantly.
From time of summer -
for the juvenility they long expected
over the awash field they bopped over -
alike the sweetness of wintry roses, the zestful aroma contrasted.
Here and there the lively music got wind of bongs -
when the rain waved by the wind so heavily
the splashy whispery voice sung like yuletide carols -
with roasted chicken along with champagne, savored blithely.
All of a sudden the sun peeped out in between,
reckoned alike to chance once upon the Kris-Kringle's camion
Over the sky it arced with orange violet yellow blue red indigo green,
glowed as if presents wrapped along with gleeful horizon.
The sky that outraged fell out the factual consequences,
Around the globe masses fantasied the season to be resurgence
Palsy-walsy rain was alike the snow flurry occurrences,
Jejune July was abided by the Holy Christ's renascence.
Child on Santa's lap
Decorations high
Band playing carols
Girls wrap many gifts
Mall is so crowded
Christmas Spirit
People joyous
Excitement wow,
My legs are tired
Silent Night
A child's laugh
Loud Singing
Turkey
Muffins
Cake
Contest Entry: A Grounding Technique
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Dated: 2024/12/11
Placed 1st in contest.
Carols
The old story
Revives in the dying year, when carols begin to play:
The familiar tunes open advent windows on scenes we know:
Stoic figures by the crib, and placid beasts in yellow hay:
No dung heap here – all is fragrant in our nativity show.
The church choir
Breathes life into these flat stained-glass figures,
Animating the pearly child and parents cool and trim
With rich cadence and rhyme and descants of heavenly singers:
No discordant beast is allowed to slouch towards our Bethlehem inn.
The congregation are moved to
Sing hallelujah, cheered by the gift of life,
The birth so bravely born, sweet Mary, with neither scream nor curse,
For all is calm and orderly, without a hint of strife,
And neatly done, for foreign kings, with sovereigns in their purse.
Carols:
Comfortable songs amid this northern winter chill.
We shepherds watch and pray each succeeding year:
Hoping that every newborn child will
Have a star, and rise above the clawing hands of poverty and fear.
So the old stories
Are replayed, sometimes redolent of dust. Reworked anew in Palestine,
In Baghdad, Belfast and Bombay:
Sing hallelujah for peace to hold its flimsy borderlines
While tidy shepherds kneel at prayer, to keep disorder well away.
Carols let you in on history and its interpretation,
Church thought and theological progression,
Show that people and writers have learnt the lesson,
Not to believe in god so thoroughly and to be of good reason.
We’ve learnt to move the god meme over to reside in derivation,
To human beings, to people and to their postulation,
In derivation to Jesus, as one of these people, an initiator with a motion,
Who wished for humankind that all the ill were given a kinder notion.
Christinna Georgina Rossetti in her hymn of devotion,
Equated Jesus with nature, not nature with Jesus, obviation,
Because the snow came first according to In The Bleak Midwinter composition,
And the ox and ass were enough for the lord, the baron.
She ended with Jesus requiring our all, not god or divination,
By demoting god to a lesser place, a quieter spot by a dumber meditation,
By stating that our own daily lives are relational to the son, not just a projection,
Not a false image of our personalities that we make only for god’s gratification.
Clap to jingle bell rock
Chime in with silent night
Croon to a white Christmas
Children can sing along
Can you feel the magic
Chorus of let it snow!
Christmas songs to enjoy!
What? she cried, the Christmas tree you forgot?
Worn-out excuse--you bought a whiskey shot!
Forgot my glasses, see
then really had to pee
But I sang carols to the whole blooming lot!
The sky is well-lighted with bright stars
The streets are littered with shiny cars
The motorists are playing Xmas carols
The children are excited ‘cause Mr. Claus
Papa Noel is coming in person tonight
To bring toys to boys who did not fight
This year and gifts to girls and gals
Who have been good all year long
Let's sing along, let's sing this song
Peace to the World, Love to the Universe
Like Nat King Cole; there is no need to rehearse.
Copyright © December,2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
December is the coolest month
Or the coldest month in some countries
Bring the toys, bring the candies
Grab a jacket, grab a coat and wear pajamas
At night. Stay away from the labyrinth
Get a Christmas tree to decorate
December is the jolliest month of the year
This is the winter month to go from fête to fête
Ride, ride the carousels
Ring, ring the bells
Beat the drums and blow the trumpets, cheer
Cheer and sing Christmas Carols to celebrate
The birth of Jesus Christ
Let it snow, let it snow
Smile and paint a rainbow
Be happy, be enticed
Have a very merry Christmas
Peace on Earth! Peace alas!
Copyright © December 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
"I Came Upon A Midnight Beer..."
I came upon a midnight beer
in my sleepwalkin' thirsty search...
In my glorious P.J.'s old...
My backside flap was ripped open...
But I did not feel the cold....
I popped the lid, and gulped it down,
And thought I heard angels sing....
"Let's go find another, my friend....
Cause this is the real deal thing!"