Best Sleighing Poems

Santa’s sleighing high,
Among the starlit sky,
Mounds and mounds of toys,
For all the girls and boys.
Rudolph leads the trip,
Knows every curve and dip,
Rudolph knows his way so well,
Santa can relax, how swell!
Ho, ho ho he shouts,
Have never any doubts,
For every child, the elves
Have packed, lovely lovely...

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All regrets, in every backward flashback
leave bitter tastes like remorseful morsels
  left drowning in your tear welled eyes
    each day was longer and lower
      lower and loathing
        exposed naked...

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As I read from PS It’s Poetry the children sat in wonder
While reading one persons poem I came across this untold story
This book written from long ago from around the globe
To late to enter into soups first anthology came this story untold

Sights of Coal Page...

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Outside the snow is falling
The children are sleighing
Sometimes they start snowballing
Outside the snow is falling
“Dinner is served”, their Mom is calling
The children don’t hear what she’s saying
Outside the snow is falling
The children are sleighing!...

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The fog of dull moist clouds cloistered Earths hills

rolling slowly quietly assured with December’s presence 
uncovering the steal bleakness of chills
the grey fox sought the superlative time stalking
hunting, one catch, the hare eating thorns, is captured
~
All rests except the fox, and the hawk that swoops...

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It was the last snowfall of winter's end 
I went out sleighing with my best friend 
Twelve inches of snow ~ sunny skies ~ a perfect blend 
We trekked with cardboard boxes ~ around the bend
 
A long dirt path ~ through baron woods 
A...

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w I n d
      swinging heavy with flakes
winter's underbelly chilling fingers and toes

on a Kyiv hill
in wounded wisps of snow
two small girls in boxy blue snowsuits
        share the plastic toboggan 
their push downward,...

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As Rudolph practices flying, to lead for Santa's ride 
Santa sits and watches him...with Donner by his side 
Prancer's in the back round, head down and eating snow 
To fill his belly and ready himself...when Santa says "let's go"
 
Dasher and Dancer and Comet and...

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It slips in at night. Stealthy and low at first.
A few flakes pick up speed as the first low howl can be heard.
Wind howls against the house, branches scratching at the window like a cat trying to get in.
Heavy wet snow can be heard plastering...

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FOREWORD: I have no idea if this actually works... I’ll let you decide

TWELTH KNIGHT

If you truly love me you shall do as I ask
To demonstrate your ardour, I set for you this task
I shall not make it easy to prove your love to me
So this,...

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Summer
Brutal, humid
Grilling, camping, hiking
Picnics, vacations, holidays, traditions
Sleighing, shivering, celebrating
Gentle, fresh
Winter


Contest: Spring or Summer Diamante Poem Poetry Contest
Form: Diamante
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Written: April 25, 2021...

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Balance escapes malcontent minds
  withered in worry, gazed through the blinds
Disconnected with the world outside
  
   Yearn for release, all peace ceases
Guarded, distrustful, suspected malfeasance
  Weary of those heart guarded treasons
People's intentions change like the seasons
    ...

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I sing the coming of winter's cold
From the north, the harsh winds blow
The spreading drifts of pure white snow
And stories true, or so I'm told, 
Of courting days when old folks young
Went sleighing bundled for chilly eve
While sharing thoughts they long believed, 
Singing songs they...

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A fresh venture;
White snow-clad earth and downhill sleighing; 
A snow couple graces the yard; twig-hand in twig-hand, 
They watch the world pass by.

Winter’s flesh-cutting bite is, healed by hot cocoa with ginger and Cinnamon; 
It’s scent permeating  the house.

Digging out will not happen today;...

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The reindeer were sleighing through the snow's glow,
Their journey smooth, with Christmas magic in tow.
But Cupid, Santa's reindeer, fell ill in the night's shade,
The journey stopped, and Santa's heart was dismayed.

Santa feared he'd miss Christmas, and children would fade,
But then he thought of their joy,...

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