Best Donner Poems
One year, over the ocean, Santa veered off course
His reindeer were battling a hurricane force.
As the sleigh went spinning and spiraling around,
an island appeared far below on the ground,
dotted with palms on a white sandy beach.
Santa took heart that land was in reach.
Through starlight’s glow and the light of the moon
Santa touched down — not a moment too soon.
A lavish Luau on Lahaula mats was laid,
a sumptuous feast over which a Kahuna prayed
with fish on ti leaves, tropical fruits, and eggs-fu-yung
colorful flower leis were draped after being strung
Pearly shells glimmered on every waving palm
Ukuleles were strumming to songs sweet and calm
while dancers swayed ami with soft hula hands.
Santa had landed in a paradise found.
His beard was snow white, his boots shiny black
and he wore a red suit with a red elfin hat.
“I’m Father Christmas,” and - I’m surprised too
that we celebrate in much the same way as you
with peace and goodwill, and with eating and singing.
‘Mele Kalikimaka,’ is our song of greeting
As we celebrate Christmas— in island style.
On they kept strumming, and singing and drumming.
while Santa felt tempted to stay and join in.
But time was short as Christmas morning grew near.
He had sworn a duty to all he held dear.
He saw a bright star rising up in the East
The time had come - he must leave from this feast
So he readied his reindeer to take to the stars
This was the latest — he’d ever been — by far
to bring toys to children all over the world
curled up in bed in their little dreamworlds.
“Come Dasher, Come Dancer, Come Prancer and Vixen.
Come Comet, Come Cupid, Come Donner and Blitzen.”
We’ll find our way here some other midnight
“Mele Kalikimaka to ALL - and to ALL a Good Night.”
I'm Rudolph stuck in traffic, and on this of all the nights,
and up to now my nose has matched each set of traffic lights,
the fat guy in the back keeps bridling at our progress slow,
why I get saddled with him each year, I harnessly don't know.
When other Reindeer used to help, back then boy, we could fly
but they've been made redundant since their running costs were high.
Dasher's now a quarterback for Minnesota Vikings,
and Dancer's in a chorus line, it's much more to her liking.
Prancer's found a new life with the Spanish riding school
and Vixen works the shopping Malls, which I think is pretty cool.
Cupid isn't stupid he went for early retirement
and Comet just lives off the land, Lichen his sole requirement.
Donner runs a kebab shop, he's doing pretty well
and Blitzen helped but left because he couldn't stand the smell.
So here I am, life can be cruel, it never reins it pours,
stuck in a line of SUVs instead of home indoors,
and Santa's whining at the fact I cannot be cold started,
and that is why I warmed him up, I clenched my cheeks and farted.
(All spelling intentional)
For contest 'Christmas Rhymes', sponsor Kim Rodrigues
November 27th 2017
Always together; Eternally Apart
Raven and the Wolf
A raven beauty lurks in an endless banquet
of shifting, ashen foggy moonlit night.
Burst of stimulating woven blanket;
lovers sail onto the last laced breath flight.
Rhythmic chants echo veiled in sound and light.
The black ominous raven flies by day.
Her lover, white wolf, walks by shadowed night
under the drunken moon; two lovers lay.
Stolen moment of time, hunger in delight.
The howl's that calls of invite at twilight.
Always joined; forever apart" to roam,
carrying their souls through eternity.
Their pleas ignored, for freedom in their home;
denied an earthly life of divinity
and their love stretched into infinity.
8/11/2018
Ladyhawke is a 1985 American fantasy film directed by Richard Donner and starring Matthew Broderick, Rutger Hauer, and Michelle Pfeiffer.
"Always together; eternally apart". By day Isabeau becomes a hawk, and by night Navarre becomes a wolf. Neither has any memory of their half-life in animal form. Only at dusk and dawn of each day can they see each other in human form for one fleeting moment, but they can never touch.
I've use a Raven instead of a Hawk.
This Christmas Eve will be over soon,
Vixen and Cupid are over the moon;
Santa, Dasher and Dancer,
Ate baked beans with old Prancer,
Poor, Donner and Blitzen are in a swoon.
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December 22, 2015
Limerick
For the contest, Limerick,
Sponsor, Jan Allison
First Place
Sit with me by the fireplace…
I have a story to tell….
Of when I met all of Santa’s reindeer,
And I got to know them well.
Dasher was the social one,
The fastest of the herd.
He loved to party, all day and night.
That’s his statement, word for word.
Dancer had great dance moves,
And loved a celebration.
But what made him stand out, you ask?
His amazing hand-eye-foot coordination.
Prancer loved to bake,
You’d never see him with a frown,
And his favorite Christmas song?
“Santa Claus Is Comin’ to Town”
Vixen was gifted at magic tricks,
And loved being the center of attention,
But he often ran late….
A flaw, he forgot to mention.
Comet was laid back,
And incredibly smart….
Always willing to lend a helping hand.
This reindeer has a big heart!
Cupid was so precious…
Didn’t like when her friends were sad,
She would sing “Joy to The World” several times,
Just to make the others mad!
Donner loved to sing,
He had an amazing voice.
For him to have all the ladies’ screaming….
“Santa Baby” was his choice.
Blitzen enjoyed Christmas movies,
In his spare time,
And you could catch him on stage with Donner,
As the two sang joyous rhymes.
And then, there’s Rudolph….
Well, you already know about him.
He was the one with the red nose,
And if you ever saw it….
Even you would say it glows.
So that’s my story of how I met them all,
Such a loving and humble bunch.
Oh, no! Good grief, I must go now!
They promised to take me to lunch!
To The North Pole Of Course (Part Two)
The farmlands, bridges and countrysides woosh by in a rush
then vanish before my eyes at a hundred and twenty six miles per hour.
My mind is traveling at the speed of Donner and Blitzen. It goes through a magical hourglass only to nestle inside a cinnamon scented wagon that is infused with the clanking of fine china cups. A peppery scent of hot chocolate perfumes the air and lands on my palate, sweetly.
While I am being ushered forth into Christmas, I sift through time, backpedaling swifter than Santa's mistletoe kiss.
I hear his rippling laughter and melt like butter.
My extra sensory perception picks up the echoes through the halls of my memory
and I say to myself, " I think I'm going home, to the North Pole of course."
It was Christmas Eve, not a soul made a sound,
And not so much as a mouse could be found,
The children had hung their stockings on the hearth,
As a quiet, peacefulness gently fell upon the Earth,
My family were all asleep, their heads full of dream,
Of Santa's arrival with his eight reindeer team,
Father in his nightcap, slept soundly in bed,
And Mother in her nightgown of green and red,
When all of a sudden I heard a commotion,
And jumped out of bed with a curious notion,
I ran to the window and pulled open the curtain,
I thought it must be Santa Claus for certain,
New fallen snow shone bright below the moon,
Giving the illusion of daylight in mid afternoon,
I looked out my open window despite the cold,
When a sight met my eyes, wonderous to behold,
A lively, old gentleman aboard a great sleigh,
With eight tiny reindeer leading the way,
As quick as a bolt of lightning out of the sky,
He called to each one as they rocketed by,
"Now, Donner! Now, Vixen! Now, Dasher and Dancer!,
On, Cupid! On, Blitzen! On, Comet and Prancer!,
Leap up to the wall and onto the rooftop,
Dash away all and let us make our first stop!",
They flew through the air with much ease,
Like dry autumn leaves on a sudden breeze,
The reindeer landed so smooth and swift,
Along with Santa and a sleigh full of gifts,
I heard their hoofs pawing upon the shingle,
And joyful laughter from that old Kris Kringle,
To be continued in Part 2....
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the sky,
Santa's reindeer sped bringing toys to the world's small fry.
"On Dasher! On Dancer and Prancer! On Cupid and Vixen!
Lead on Rudolph! Speed it up there Donner and Blitzen!"
Rudolph knew the routine since he had led Santa for years,
Cruising o'er Australia, Merry Olde England and sunny Algiers!
Suddenly, Santa saw strange sights he'd never encountered before!
Whizzing past him were dozens of satellites and space junk galore!
But faithful Rudolph was alert and said after another near miss,
"Never mind, boss! Trust me and hang on! I'll get you through this!"
Santa clutched his toy bag, hunkered down and closed his eyes,
Relying on the red-nosed one to guide him safely through the skies.
They made it alright and Santa visited every isle, city and nation,
Spreading cheer to all who awaited his visit with great anticipation!
Santa brought presents to all good little girls and boys worldwide,
Thanks to his magic sleigh and reindeer with Rudolph as his guide!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Dear Santa Clause
This letter may come as surprise
I know it’s not December
There’s no Christmas in July
But I feel so happy
I feel I could cry
Mommy’s cured of cancer
When we all thought she would die
So the presents, the ones that I asked you to bring!
Give them to someone special
Best gift was having mommy home again
And Santa...
If you not too busy, give this message to my friends
Say hello to Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blixem... Please tell Rudolph I miss him
And can hardly wait to see him again
Thank you so much, Mr. Santa Clause
Excuse the teardrops that fell from my eyes
I'm just so happy
Christmas came in July
I'll miss you so much this Christmas....
Christopher Rose
ALL OF SANTAS
REINDEER WENT ON STRIKE
NEEDING MORE THAN JUST HAY
& KIBBLES, NO MATTER
IF THEY BE BUCK OR DOE THEY CAN
not fly too far on Just nibbles.
Rudolph of course is the spokesdeer, he so much, wants to
right this disgrace, with special concessions for himself since
he gets the most snow in his face! Rudolph shouted, "Who is
with me now?" Even backup deer,
Jane and Matt excitedly raised, their
hooves having to get on their backs for
that! Charles, the deer, that cleans up
the joint raised three, for he's mis-
sing a hoof. Taking the place of
Donner one night, He slipped
and fell off a high roof!
Santa admitted it was
about time. He said,
"I'm doubling kibbles
and hay!" they all
clapped their
hooves in
Delight, for the reindeer it was a great day! Santa said, "If you want overtime, you can work in my garden for dough", One deer in the back asked, " Doing What?" Well, of course he said, "HOE, HOE, HOE!"
My old forty fives lie dormant in my attic
There were so many one hit wonders in our time
I lived my youth listening to music
As Troy Shondell moaned “This Time”
When Robin Luke sang “Susie Darlin’”
The Bobettes had “Mr. Lee”
“Shout, Shout, Knock Yourself Out”
Lolita’s “Sailor, Your Home is the Sea”
Claudine Clark wailed “Party Lights”
Ral Donner crooned “Please Don’t Go”
The Exciters said “Tell Him”
Travis and Bob said “Tell Him No”
“Mission Bell” by Donnie Brooks
“One Tin Soldier”, Coven said it all
Russ Hamilton sang “Rainbow”
“Baby, The Rain Must Fall”
“Sorry, I Ran All The Way Home”
The Rocky Fellers Sang “Killer Joe”
Corsairs crooned “Smoky Places”
Bob Moore sang about “Mexico”
There must be 10, 000 one hit wonders
Don’t know which ones to choose
Still love “Let’s think About Livin’”
And the Fendermen’s “Mule Skinner Blues”
I remembered watching the Hit Parade
“Cindy Oh Cindy” and “Marianne”
“To Know Him Is To Love Him”
"Like a Tiger" by Fabian.
No more suprises now christmas holds,
As day by day I’m growing old.
This I wish to confess,
Now christmas makes me pretty depressed.
I was fond of natural yule tree,
But now my grandchildren pick it from online for discount or free.
Within a seconds the remote control automatically decorates,
I fairly don’t admire this and just artlessly hate.
Even the presents are now pre-ordered,
As to make it a cinch for Santa to dish out them across the boders.
Santa has become freaky and kooky too,
He wears a glinting red coat with a sunglass blue.
Now he doesn’t ride on a sleigh,
But drives the latest fancy ferrari on each christmas day.
Guess who is the driver Dasher, Dancer, Prancer nor Vixen,
Comet ,Cupid, Donner, Oh yes its Blitzen.
Rudolph with other reindeers roaring in a hike,
Follows the car with their speedy bikes.
Now no more he says ho ho ho!
Rather heigh ho, heigh ho, heigh ho.
Santa arrives with a rocking radio beat,
For me its time to snooze when all meet him and greet.
Well yes it still snows,
But its colour keeps changing and even it glows.
Remember the old christmas tree,
Sitting around it with gifts and glee.
Once the gifts used to lay below,
But now in the air it floats and flow.
Sorry if I sound a bit rude,
But now its time to go and atleast cheerish the food.
Bye bye the age old X-mas.
Albiet its 2060, but still we wish Merry Christmas.
12/12/2015
A FUTURISTIC CHRISTMAS- POETRY CONTEST
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
What a sad day
No more Easter bunny
I don't mean to laugh
But some tales are funny
I think in the end
It's really his fault
you would never guess
Who was locked in his vault
The bunny was Jealous
Of jolly old Saint Nick
He felt like second fiddle
To a jolly white haired prick
So when the vault door opened
He pushed old Nick inside
He thought to himself
I'll take his sleigh for a ride
Before he got going
He loaded eggs in the back
Each one carefully packed
In poor Santa's red sack
On Donner on Blitzen
They flew up in the sky
An inexperienced flyer
Is now a very dead guy
His tiny bunny body
Was bounced out from the sled
Rudolph tossed him out
So now the Bunny's dead
March 9th, 2013
Clue contest
Santa Baby
Santa I have been waiting
Waiting for a long time
Waiting forever for Christmas presents
Presents my soul craves
Presents for children you make
Make for me my favourite please
Make for me a home to sleep
Sleep is all I need right now
Sleep from morning till sun down
Down I will lay my tired head
Down on a comfy bed
Bed for my aching back
Bed for the children
Children have a wish list for you
Children ask for silly things like children do
Do please come very soon
Do please bring of course the Christmas food
Food for you I will leave
Food of cookies and milk for you to feed
Feed Donner and Blitzen
Feed Rudolph too
Too many times I have written to you
Too many times I have waited for a gift from you
You come and go
You pass me by
By the fake pine trees I come to lie
By this time now you should have come
Come to me and do not run
Come and let us have some fun
Fun in the sun
Fun on this little Island
Island of the Caribbean
Island of black green and gold
Gold just like the hot sun
Gold gift for me and everyone
Everyone has seen you by now
Everyone even the naughty and the nice
Nice I will be no more
Nice is for the rich not for the poor
Poor I am
Poor I will be no more
More gifts you deliver
More time to get away in the sleigh
Sleigh I want up in the air
Sleigh will not go for Santa I am not
Not to me you will ever come
Not this year but next year please
Please…
Come…
*Winner of the Blitzing Christmas Contest*
Hester let her say sequester-
and she feted the focus,
folks fallen inside say-
i wonder,
! plunder,
say Donner much dumber than plundering the groovy grow.
Too much woolen sleeve not enough reep!
Too much stolen ski not enough heavy peace!
Because the people will all fall over,
into fives-
into lives -
and yes baby into the night.