Best Christmas Present Poems
Bad gifts
Cause rifts
Be rash
Spend cash
Debit
Credit
Worthwhile
Their smile
20th December 2014
** A Very Memorable Christmas Present **
Someone made an err::
Boxing Day ‘ere’s
Been the day of — not after.
What started as the greatest
Christmas ever, turned
Us from better to worse
As our tempers grew, altered
After our fingers were slid into
Those gift-wrapped firm gloves of leather,
Punching through the room’s air
At each other
With words roused from harsh to meaner,
‘Till our referee pup barked
To end our Round 1, forcing a turnover
Into creating a round of rich laughter.
Re-freshed, happier, remembering our
Proper manners appropriate to honor
Our Savior’s birthday…We resolved
A return trip to the store to trade
That shared present of boxing gloves for
A healthier, sturdy set of parallel bars.
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(c) sally young eslinger 12/25/22
Happy Birthday, King Jesus
Wrapped
With thought,
One present ...
Meant just for me,
And arranged lovingly under the tree.
So pretty, tied bright with ribbons and bows ...
It's all I want
This wintry
Christmas -
You.
You,
Alone ...
Velvet skin,
Bow lips, teasing ...
Ribbons of silken tresses decorate ...
Oh, what wondrous magic must lay inside!
Yet sweeter, still,
To open
Very ...
Slow.
Yet,
Question -
Where to start?
Ah, choice, divine!
Yes, the trimmings are exquisite, indeed ...
But, oh, the warm yuletide treasure within!
Time to unwrap
My Christmas
Angel ...
You.
* FOURTH PLACE in the "It's Christmas Time Again" Poetry Contest, Broken Wings, Sponsor. *
A Christmas Present
Peeling back the memories and peering inside
I feel wrought with pain seeing you alone on the bar stool and the glass half-full of whiskey
I look at the presents sitting untouched and waiting under the tree
It's been fifty years now but it's fresh as the morning dew
Are you sad and did anyone give you a Merry Christmas
Did anyone love you and hold you dear
Life has many twists and turns and the winds
They move us on even when we want to stay with the pain
Those feelings drive me home where they live and are nourished
The Christmas music plays on and the world spins until I look in the mirror
I wander if anyone loves me and thinks of me on my own bar stool holding my glass , empty and waiting to be filled
Do they know every time I laughed as a Christmas song played in remembrance
I thought of where you were but I denied that I cared and the song carried
I cared as I waited for you to come after each promise and the tears
I care now as I unwrap each memory on Christmas still
I care that maybe I don't try enough to be your opposite
Maybe I will end like you, alone and on a bar stool with the laughter that eludes
That when I'm but a distant peeling of remembrance
Will anyone unwrap my broken heart and hold
Who will unwrap my love and open the box and see
And who will be the first to wear me with pride
For My Father who was an alcoholic
A precious gift appeared on my doorstep, it is one that I adore
My son has come home for Christmas – I can’t wish for anything more!
21st December 2015
Her father gave her a burial blot
(Not jewellery or clothes or a yacht!)
When Debbie’s interred low
Will they add a gift bow
Still for now it’s a gift she’ll boycott!
I read this article on-line from the ‘Mirror’ newspaper and I couldn’t resist writing a limerick about it.
I would have loved to see her face when she was told what she had been given!
http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/my-dad-bought-burial-plot-11688469
12/27/17
A Terrific Christmas Present
By Elton Camp
A toy assault rifle is just simply the best
Parental approval of killing is expressed
There’s one purpose for this type gun
If the user thinks murder of people is fun
For hunting this weapon can’t be used
As if for self-defense it can’t be excused
Did the Founding Fathers have this in view
When the Second Amendment came through?
So if a Christmas present one is looking to buy
Then why not give a toy assault weapon a try?
To kill large numbers the kid can pretend
He may end up doing it for real in the end
The Prince of Peace Jesus Christ may be
But times are different now you see
The principle of “Thou shalt not kill”
Replaced by “I’ll do whatever I will”
Long ago I recalled,
On my prayer mat I sat with my hands raised up to the skies in supplication
To thee thy Lord I prayed
Astray I am gone without thee, most high is Thee, show me thy light
A light of guidance and love
And indeed to my prayer thy Lord answered
A mixture of parallel, concave and convex beam of light fill the density of the room
Moving in prayer mood and in circles
As though devoid from the knowledge of my presence, they all prayed
But that exact and exceptional ray of light, kept lingering with its beauty
Filling me with hope that in its loving rays of direction I will be guided
In no delay and not in haste I shall triumph
Me it assured
My Christmas tree
For her profile is like that of a Christmas tree
All her physique full of light like that of a Christmas tree
Very green she is and well preserved like that of a Christmas tree
Her smile and youthful gorgeousness is like that of a Christmas tree
Behold, her cute and charming face, like that of a Christmas tree
My first Christmas celebration, my first Christmas tree
Yes her profile is like that of a Christmas tree
My first Christmas tree
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Behold
The bell is tolling
The children are singing
Christmas would be coming
Their Christmas presents will be waiting
But I… I have my Christmas present before now
My Christmas tree on the Christmas Eve
My ambulatory Christmas tree
Yes my first Christmas tree
Merry Christmas
To you
For the last two Christmases, I have grieved.
But in 2012 my friend gave me the best Christmas present that I've ever received.
She gave me a ride to Sneedville so that I could spend Christmas with Mom and Dad.
I was a very fortunate person but sadly, just several months later I lost what I had.
I had no idea that within a matter of months that both Mom and Dad would both be dead.
I spent the last Christmas with my parents, there would be no Christmases ahead.
If Tammy hadn't given me that ride, I wouldn't have been able to be with Mom and Dad on Christmas.
This time of the year is no longer easy for me because what happened filled my heart with darkness.
I had by no means celebrated Christmas in the past with such love
Until thy lord presented thee to me on Christmas Eve
In strings of joy it descends towards me as I Clive
Long before was I told of this day in my live
Be no haste for sure, you I shall love
In your sure way I will crave
My Christmas
Tree
Thou art epitomizes the accurate definition of happiness
A nectar of abundant bliss for the monarch in me yet to surface
A monarch yet to be awoken by the fragrance from thy enchanting smile
My Christmas gift, my first Christmas celebration
Thou hath brought upon me the true significance to live itself
And established me upright in the right course of my actual motive to celebrate
My twilight star from amongst the galaxy of my long and ever waited prayer beads
The light from my twilight Christmas star illuminates my spiritual being to glory
And driven away my ever melancholiest period of loneliness
My Christmas gift, my first Christmas celebration
Merry Christmas to thee, thou heavenly believer, she whispered
Those words pierced through my core values of love and belongingness
Casting a spell of fiasco at the miasma that dangled menacingly above my Christmas Ev
For in my entire existence had I ever listen to such words through my tympanic membrane
Those words left me dumfounded as I hunt for the root to my firm grounds
For my entire live they did continued to hunt my memory
Merry Christmas to thee, thou heavenly believer.
'Christmas present shopping'
I took myself home through the shops
To get ideas you see
I knew I wouldn't last that long
Bent back soon breaking me
*****
Shoppers happy, excited smiles
Five minutes in for me is miles
Try on shoes just for the seat
As rest already warn out feet
Legs drag heavy, feel like lead
Soon I trudge back home to bed
*****
Don't know why I tried it
So much easier online
Through Amazon I flick
With my back pain almost 'fine'
Now thumbs beyond out stretching
And back support so fetching
This old bird is sitting out
If it ain't online you're missing out
*****
So sorry friends and family
This year for Christmas Day
If it's not online remotely
Or via charge from pal of pay
Don't expect it in your stocking
Or underneath the tree
As this Christmas present shopping
Just really ain't for me
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'Christmas present shopping'
by Victoria Payne @MrsGDK
Blame myself, watching you walk away.
Tears run down quivering lips and stinging eyes.
It’s a feeling not unknown,
It’s a feeling which I know all too well.
You changed to fit in.
With the description that other people wrote for you.
You forget who you were meant to be.
A friend who was meant for me.
You insults hurt no more,
My heart ceases to ache.
I stop and look down.
Your mockery and betrayal
Will be
Our very last memory.
I wipe my tears
Sunlight now burns my eyes
A smile cracks my lips,
Realising I’m not the one to blame.
My friend one day the day will come,
The day you learn your mistake.
Now you look in the mirror
And as your reflection stares back
You drown in your tears
Just like I did.
But walk away. Don’t turn back…
Because I won’t be standing there
Waiting for you.
(Or for anyone else)
My favorite Christmas present
a bunch of lilies white as a milky crescent
by street children who reside in the slums
came to meet me to offer them some alms
I saw almighty residing in their eyes
a gleam of joy enshrined in my heart in arise
Your family and their love for you is the best Christmas present that you can receive.
That's the gospel truth, it's something that I will always believe.
You may think that no present could be better than a bicycle or a video game.
But if you had no family, it would be bad and your life wouldn't be the same.
Even if your presents are fantastic, remember that they can't compare to your family's love.
Please tell them how much they mean to you and that they're what you're thinking of.
‘It’s like a Christmas present for the whole family!’
My nephew is ecstatic about the impending birth of his new brother or sister. The baby is due in the middle of December and he, being only five and still full of wide eyed wonder at the world, sees this new member of our family as something beyond just exciting and special, but heavenly and scared, almost Godly given their arrival being near the birth of Christ. Through a knowing grin, he asked if the baby will be born in a manager. With a winning giggle, he suggested he get a cow for Christmas rather than the gerbil he wrote to Santa for.
Swaddled, warm new life,
Cradled in a mother’s arm,
A gift wrapped in love.