Best Holidayme Poems
Come to me by moonlight on All Hallow's Eve
rise up from the grave and let your spirit raise
coat me with frost breath, sing to me your boos
I am hungry for the past days of scariness and fools.
Come to me at the graveyard, soar above the marble
whisper to me of your life and loves, don't wait
for your proper turn, don't lie lonesome beneath dirt.
There's an ear for every sorrow and a promise of corn
if on All Hallow's Eve you find your way to my side.
There we'll drink spiced wine and toast past days
when bodies were a hindrance and our emotions raged
we'll wonder about starlight and planet scapes
and talk to three a.m, if you come to me at midnight
and touch my spirit to yours. The clock will tick as count
the oaks will zither a tune, the lowing cows and rats
rustle will speak of night's safety and an alternate way.
Tell me of your curtains, the end of your way of life,
tell me of your children, the last of your family line,
tell me of your lover's kiss, the last treasure you held
before you wandered free of the earth's reach
every all Hallow's Eve, every chance you were freed
and if you are lonesome or traveling a new domain.
I don't drain my bank account each and every Christmas
Only the ones who are close to me are on my short list
I get bombarded by Christmas adds day and night
There's buy this and buy that for a twelfth of my life
Is that the same woman that cut me off in the parking lot?
I had to park at Taco Bell, it made for quite a walk
I gave her a glance as she hurried along three kids
She was telling them to behave or they wouldn't get gifts
I caught them at the door and said "Merry Christmas"
She returned an evil stare and replied "Ya, is it?"
I watched her put them in the Santa Clause line
She bolted towards Macy's, as she shouted "quit whining"
A Slightly Cynical Christmas
The day before Christmas,
My head’s in a whirl,
Trompsing through malls
With a two-year-old girl.
Rudolph and Frosty
Are far from my mind
It’s some weird talking Elmo
S’Got me standing in line.
The crappy store speakers
Playing “Joy to the World”
Heck, I’ll just be happy
If my Visa’s still good.
Mistletoe hanging
On doors here and there
But if someone dare kiss me
He gets decked “you know where!”
The cashier’s dressed like Santa
With a hat and a beard
Both me and my daughter get
Creeped out ‘cause its weird.
Now don’t get me wrong,
I’m no Grinch, I’m no Scrooge
But all this good cheer’s
Got me reaching for booze.
My gifts are now bought
And we head for the car
Visions of Egg Nog,
Perhaps a stop at a Bar?
We dash through the snow
And laugh all the way
The joy of the season
Momentarily got in my way.
We get into the car
And of course it won’t start
And there is a funny, weird smell
I think its elf farts.
So a quick text to Santa
And his eight tiny reindeer.
And next thing I know,
We’re high in the air.
And I waved to the mall
As we rode out of sight
And I thought to myself
It might be a good night
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE
I was shopping at the mall, and who did I see?
Santa Clause was there, waiting to take a picture with me.
I knocked over a bunch of kids that were standing in line.
"I'm sorry, little brats, but I'm gonna get mine!"
I jumped on Santa's lap and punched him right in the face.
I could hear kids start crying all over the place.
"That's right kids, cry! I'm about to take Santa's life!"
I reached in my pocket and I pulled out a knife.
I said, "Listen up, fatty! All I want is your sled,
and a big bag of cash, or else you're gonna be dead!"
Santa just smiled and shouted, "Give it a try!
I was here before the wheel. There's noway I can die."
Santa was right... A knife wouldn't do.
So I whipped out my gun and I pulled the trigger too.
Kids started running and screaming, but Santa still sat.
Not a scratch on the guy, just a hole through his hat.
He shouted, "Ho! Ho! Ho!" That jolly ol' soul.
Then he reached in his bag and he pulled out some coal.
He threw it at my head and it knocked me out.
Then he turned to the kids and he started to shout!
"Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!"
Thats when I woke up, and I was ready to fight.
I punched him once or twice, and started pulling his hair.
Then I got jumped by eight little Elfs that he had with him there.
A reindeer blinded me with it's bright little nose.
A child even hit me with a toy rubber hose.
"Mercy!" I yelled. "I give up! I insist!"
Santa kept on laughing and put me on the notty list...
Be good EVERYONE! I saying that from my soul.
Don't wind up like me with a pile of coals!
Booga Booga Boo
I will say to you
On a dark hallows eve night
With a trick up my sleeve
And a treat in my bag
A great night for teasing and fright
With a mask on my face
To the door I will race
Only goblins and ghouls here tonight
With one simple throw
The owners will never know
Who threw toilet paper on there house last night
The pools will run red
While the dye is in my hand
If they want to catch me let em try
With eggs of joy
Through my arm they will deploy
As I send these little birdies in flight
The Black cats will run
And the pumpkins will fall
If you don’t leave me candy
You will regret it most of all
The windows will be closed
And the doors will be locked
My paintball guns are ready
Ready to shoot loaded and Cocked
We boarded the busy, bustling bus
Adults and children – it transported us
When a crotchety man I knew as a neighbor
Exhibited his usual Scrooge-like behavior
He snorted and snapped “Get out of my way”
“I’ve paid my fare on this miserable day
Oh how I wish I could commit suicide
I hate this nasty and noisome ride”
Now, also traveling to his destination
Was an old man of a very different persuasion
Who sang quite loudly, as teenagers laughed
And didn’t mind if they thought he was daft
Whether carols or pop songs, he cared not one whit
But warbled away – for the sheer joy of it
This curious cacophony caused me to chuckle
And I thought: “This is certainly quite a kerfuffle”
Some passengers stared, and some others scowled
While more of them smiled, there were some who growled
Which shall be your bearing this season
As you search for meaning, as you quest for reason?
For Elaine George's "Tell Me a Story" contest
Age 5
As a child I awoke from my slumber
I arose from the couch to grab a cucumber
Santa was eating my cookies.
Like a baseball rookie.
I threw the cucumber and Santa fell like lumber!
Age 6
Santa returned the following year.
No presents for me was my biggest fear.
I hid behind the couch.
I heard Santa say "ouch."
He slipped on my marbles and fell on his rear!
Age 7
The following Christmas was a surprise to me.
I fell asleep curled up under the tree
Santa woke me with a smile
He said, "It's been awhile."
Then dumped Rudolph's dung on me!
As the fog rolled in it sighed a relief
As the color of sin is the same as belief
I looked in the glass of the old horror show
And staring back at me was a man I didn't know
He smiled and said my don't you look grand
Believe in yourself go ahead take my hand
I curled my toes and flew head first
Into this glass of truth and birth
The jagged edges cut me so
I bled the truth and now we know
This man that stared at me so kind
Was really the trick not the treat of my mind
I watched my past soak unto the spell
Of nightly tricks and treats from hell
We looked the same both him and I
We danced the blame of each others good lie
And now we both are ready to die
As the Halloween of death came near my eyes
The lily holiday
The holidays have to pass so fast
That reminds me fast of the past
The holiday of Easter is in the air
I can’t remember the last, it is rare
But now you think it’s only a holiday
But it’s more to me because my family
They love me so much and I feel the care
They always give me love in a teddy bear
Take your time to smell the air
Because you know Easter is very rare
Spend time with your family
It all starts with a lily.
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One rainy season of my life
I took a trip to Hawaii where
The Maui Isle awaited me
For two long weeks, without a care.
The beach called to me with its sand
So clean and white and warm as toast.
I filled my lungs with ocean air,
Inhaling to my innermost.
My room was eleven stories high,
I could see the ocean all unfurled.
Suspended between the earth and sky
I was insulated from the world.
No fog or smog was shielding me
From beauty of the bright blue sky.
The January sun came shining through
With warmth it borrowed from July.
I felt a peace I'd never known.
I loved the island's relaxed way.
The natives set an easy pace.
Tomorrow is another day.
The flowers with their sweet perfume,
Were like no flowers I'd seen before.
I stored them in my memory vault,
To keep them with me evermore.
When each day's sky is full of clouds
And all of time is dullest grey,
My mind will wander back to where
Summer's just one airplane ride away.
won 3rd place in vacation contest
Some of us come from families large,
some are an only child and, then again,
some of us never had Family at all.
With an absent father and a drunk mother
it has been difficult to feel the word:
Family
All these roles like actors on a globe,
the Mothers ... Fathers ... Sisters ... Brothers ...
Aunts ... Uncles ... Cousins ...
and precious Grandparents !!
Now in my life I've arrived to a Soup Family
by the Grace that knew just what I needed.
What a wonderful surprise!
May the Great Spirit bring blessings
on this Our poetic Family.
Thank You for whatever part you wish to be.
As for me ... I'm just a Child
on an endless journey
in the Great Pumpkin Patch of life!
So here's to cranberries
and gravy too
with lots of love from me to you!
I'm beginning to feel like a Hallmark card
LOL ... just truly glad to be here!
Happy Holiday!
That clown isn't scary
That ghost isn't either
Not the monster
Not the gorilla
Not the boogeymen
Not the bat
Not the vampire
Not the werewolf
Not the--AHH MY MOM!!!!
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This reminds me of when I was little,well,I AM still little I'm only 13 but it reminds me of
when I was itty-bitty...............XD love ya all thx for the comments!!!!!!!!!~$avannah~
The excitement has been building over the past year.
But it’s finally here; our holiday to Florida and everyone is bursting!
We leave a note to my dad, it says;
Dear dad,
Please can you leave the landing light on at night
and don’t forget to close the curtains. Feed the cat and its best
to leave the doors open ajar in case he gets shut in one of the rooms
and needs the loo!
Thanks so much for having the dog for 3 weeks too.
Love ya dad ***
Nearly nine hours on the plane, I think the toilet will always scare me a bit
as I’m afraid it may suck me up into it!
Lazing in our villa and by the pool in the Orange County sun
is overwhelmingly enjoyable for all; the five of us having family fun.
Too much to squeeze in, 3 weeks isn’t long enough.
Full to the brim with Disney parks galore.
The incredible wild life, oh and the armadillo by the road!
I even lost weight with all that walking we did!
All you can eat, a real treat. Plus cinnamon doughnuts – yum!
It had to come to an end. The heat, the sand and the sun.
The photos I took were great,
Wonderful memories to hold on to forever.
For contest 'its time for a vacation'
Bah! Humbug! 'Tis again that time of the year,
When I must go hither and yon spreading good cheer.
Ho, ho, hoing as wriggling brats sit upon my knees,
Boring me with their interminable pleas!
I try to animate the beast with the shiny red nose.
The other cantankerous brutes won't rally 'til he goes.
This year, please clear the snow off your roofs!
If one breaks a leg I have no spare hoofs!
How about leashing your beloved family mutt!
Frankly, I'm weary of being nipped on the butt!
And I'm getting sick of your crummy cookies and milk.
How about some salami and cheese or something of that ilk!
I've really suffered a most ruinous year.
Mrs. Claus and those pesky elves formed a union up here,
Working less hours and demanding more pay!
I doubt I'll have enough toys to fill the sleigh!
If I sound somewhat like I have the grumps,
I've just been feeling down in the dumps.
Folks, I need your help to make me merry.
This whole Christmas thing I alone cannot carry!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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A Valentine Poem,from me to you
I have no gift,so I hope this will do
My love is special and very true
With my words,I'll express it to you
All I can offer, is my heart
Your the love of my life, and a 10 on my chart
You make me happy, all day long
Your love helps me believe and keeps me strong
As my Valentine, you are my dove
Now kiss me, and lets make love
Shirley Willson
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