Best Xmas Poems
The little fir tree was feeling extremely sad
it was tiny compared to its mum and its dad
When people saw the tree they just walked away
and chose a much larger tree for their Xmas display
The wind helped the fir tree waggle its branches
and the tree tried so hard to get admiring glances
Sadly people said ‘that tree’s much too small,
it wouldn’t look right in our lounge or the hall’
All of a sudden the little tree became aware
of a disabled young lad in a motorised chair
Peter beamed when he saw the little fir tree
and said ‘mum this tree is perfect for me’
His mother said ‘Peter are you really sure
there’s lots to see, we could look at more’
Peter said to his mum ‘this little tree is ideal
and when its decorated, your heart it will steal’
Peter said ‘mum, it will be so easy for me
I’ll be able to decorate this little fir tree
We’ll buy baubles from the Christmas shop
and I can reach to put the gold angel on top’
The store man overheard the boy’s conversation
and was so impressed by Peter’s determination
He waived the purchase price of the little tree
Peter left the store smiling, he was very happy
Peter decorated the little tree all on his own
and it took pride of place in their cosy home
His mother’s so proud of her determined boy
and the little fir tree gave them so much joy.
Submitted to "X" Contest, New or Old
Sponsored by Constance La France
12/3/18
The snow was drifting drifting drifting – white
like pearls of whispers falling on my cheek.
The stars were fairies’ wands. They were so bright
that looking up at them, we did not speak.
We stood outside my house, and soon you’d go.
Pines twined with blinking lights were everywhere
around my yard. We wore no hats, and so
small flakes of snow were glittering our hair.
We laughed at that! Your ungloved hand in mine
was all the warmth I needed in the cold.
You pulled me close. Oh, winter most divine
with my new love. I sensed you growing bold.
Beneath a full moon’s glow – just you and I -
A taste of Xmas was our kiss goodbye.
Dec. 19, 2020 for Emile Pinet's Winter Poetry Contest
Nov 26, 2021 for "X" Contest, New or Old Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Xmas enchantment
White flakes falling from grey winter skies
Flocks of daffodils beneath snowy mounds lie
Rivers of red candy canes flow gently by
Along evergreen banks, dew covered grasses,
lighted trees and sparkling wine
Covered with bows and laces
Sitting round hearths and fireplaces
Covered in quilts lying in their beds
Children dream of warm kitchen counters
decorated with mountains of treasure,
cookies, cakes ,and pleasures
Ginger bread men and sugar plum fairies
Dance with visions floating in their heads
smiling chocolate faces melting sugar
with passionate kisses and soft gooey embraces
Long stringed bands from every land
Serenade lovers and places with unparalleled restrain
Stringing chords from haunting refrains
Under blue moons and starry skies
Where soft whispers lead to lovely lies
Blood races with wine and champagne
The night unravels exciting lovers and friends
Couples planning extravaganzas travel
Staircases covered in pine scented garlands and laces
Leading to pleasant places, dreams and fairy tale lands
celebration halls with room to dance
Spreading the cheer to every face
Or any kind of differing race
Merry Christmas to one and all
‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.
The ground was bare of snow or ice,
The sky was clear of reindeer.
But Buba Claus was loading his sleigh,
Real high, with good stout Yule beer?
Buba Claus was out in force,
His NRA cronies in tow,
To fill naughty radicals stockings,
With tiny bits of coal.
Cigars dangled from their lips,
A spittoon he placed by their feet,
And, before the sleigh rose off the ground;
They tossed in another side of beef.
Each carnivore, they laughingly swore;
Would have their fill this year,
And Bambi blanched as He flew by,
While Teddy Bears ran in fear!
Over New Canaan His courses flew,
Past the homes of vegetarians;
And down their chimneys they did toss;
The views of Libertarians!
And when the last haunch was placed,
Upon the spits of the mighty,
His spat his cud of gnarly gum,
Into the spittoon real tidy!
Then he flew off with a Ho, Ho, Ho,
And, not the ones for plowing
Cause Buba Claus had his own ideas
Of all Santa’s sissy endowings!
Who was this white haired Claus
With rabbit teeth?
Carrying a ton of peanuts
For all to eat.
Dragged in a sleigh pulled
By Agnew and Nixon,
Who ran right beside
Donnar and Blitzen?
He circled Camp David,
A fast fly by;
With lox and bagels for
the Jewish guys.
A carpenters’ pencil
Was poised by his ear,
And boxes of nails dangled,
From the gear in the rear.
Why! Its Jolly Ole Carter Claus
Draped in menorahs.
Handing out home plans to
the Arab before us.
Visions of world peace
Danced in his head;
As, he flew straight to Afghanistan
‘Fore noggin hit bed.
When down from the sky
In the form of deer dung,
Fell fruit tree seeds
Too be sown in the sun.
And, as CarterClaus’ whip cracked
O’er Nixon's ear,
As Agnew blanched,
His eyes filling with tears.
Droplets hit sand with
A plop and a splatter
’Pon the fruit tree seeds with
Nary a clatter.
The desert grew green;
Trees sprouted and grew;
Hearts filled with wonder,
Bellies with stew.
Homes were rebuilt,
as before the fall,
Cook fires were lit.
Children grew tall.
And Ole Carter Claus
Flew home in a daze.
Passing out sandwiches
That Roslyn had made.
"Though passing through sad and sombre times, let us be gladdened by the joy and peace Xmas brings"- by Poet
She felt the kicks, this time more intense
A mother’s primal instinct told her thus;
‘Can travel no further, need a place
To rest and ease your birth throes’
Mary and Joseph at last spotted a manger.
Temporarily secured from imminent danger
Sheltered from the gaze of the ruminating herd,
She delivered the babe when darkness still hovered
There lay on the hay, baby Jesus haloed in glory
The one who came to script a new story
Singing with cymbals on that wintry night
His birth was announced by angels bright
“Glory to God on high and peace on earth”
Its intonations creating rising waves of mirth
The shepherds, getting that message divine,
Came in hordes to behold the face benign
They knelt down and worshipped the King of kings
While seraphs hovered around on petite angel wings
On every Xmas, His nativity is duly remembered
And in all corners of the world it is joyously celebrated
On that night the star spangled sky glowed radiant
Sending out a light- luminous and lambent
All was bright and calm that serene night
A rare tranquillity drowning every nook in delight
Waving a magic wand, he has come to reign
To liberate mankind from the bondage of sin
Across the noise and strife of today’s weary world
A festive scene of celestial joy is unfurled
The peace of Xmas, as it sifts through the air
Fills each and every heart with overwhelming cheer
Placed First in the contest
Nov. 28, 2021
“X” Contest, New or Old Poetry
Sponsor – Constance La France
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to pay that credit card today.
Lots of stuff, mostly junk, keeps us in the red,
Need to keep a little back, just to keep us fed.
.
Dashing through the store, pushing left and right,
Looking for the sales.. Couldn’t sleep last night.
Country’s in a mess, shouldn’t spend this way,
Just found out I kept my job, for at least another day.
Jingle bells, Jingle Bell, Jingle all the way,
Holy Cow, I can’t wait, until the month of May.
Magnificent! Willow stands in silent prayer,
enthralling, calm and composed,
It's snowing tonight..bestowing blessings ~
so does the evergreen unruffled...
stretching its arms in thankfulness,
decked with shimmering snow-pellets,
in absolute harmony of the cosmos magnanimous.
gleaming and glistening as the stars countless~
It's Christmas! symbolizing the spirit of
kindness, love, compassion glow...
I glimpse through the hazy window-panes,
world around me dazzling with scintillating snow.
reminiscences of many delightful Christmas
roll gently through my thoughts,
an open album of heartfelt memories~
of boxes, ribbons, and golden bows.
sprinkles, silver bells, and cookies...
of family rejoicing together...
of extending generous support to the needy,
true essence of Christmas for ever.
A tranquil, serene, dreamy night,
mesmerizing snow, falling unhindered,
envelop the entire universe around me.
I ponder my life of hues multi-coloured.
The exhilarating ebullience - for ever crystallized..
the inspiring dreams, the fervent hopes,
never fail to sight the mystifying truth
in every alluring snowflake I behold.
FIRST PLACE
November 26, 2021
For "X" Old Or New Poetry Contest
Theme: Christmas
Sponsor: Constance La France
June 14, 2022
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 2' Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
9 more days and christmas will be back
That man in the red suit carrying his sack
Squeezing down your chimney
Or using the magic key
Merry Christmas everyone I know for 2017
We raise a glass to you all Alex, Jobird and family
To absent friends that have passed
Your certainly not forgotten
I will save you all the brussel sprouts
As they are truly rotten
I raise my glass to you all
A real pleasure to have known you
Glad tidings up there at heavens ball
Look over us I'm sure you already do
Merry Christmas everyone stay safe
Look after each other
Keep the faith
You are all sister and brothers
“Christmas is like candy; it slowly melts in your mouth sweetening every taste bud, making you wish it could last forever.” – Richelle E. Goodrich
Xmas means
the time of winter people love.
Traditions there are plenty of,
especially where Christians live.
A time to celebrate and give!
A time to give to all those who
we love so much and strangers too.
Salvation Army rings its bell.
Donations we should give and well!
Xmas means
the time to think of One who lay
one night upon a bed of hay,
Who died in innocence because
His way of saving us it was.
A time to pray; a time to play;
to maybe ride upon a sleigh.
To hear sweet children shout with glee
and decorate a festive tree.
Xmas means
a time that kids look forward to
and all the wrapping parents do.
White Elephant, my favorite game
and Secret Santa – draw a name!
A time for making special treats
to give the neighbors - mostly sweets!
To plan for parties and to send
cards to every special friend.
Xmas means
a time for songs about God’s son
and silly kids’ songs just for fun
like songs of Santa and his reindeer.
Almost all those songs bring good cheer.
A time of great anticipation
for our children’s great elation.
Special shows for all to see
and pretty gifts beneath the tree.
Xmas means
when family can be together
finding ways to enjoy the weather -
like skating, sledding down a hill,
or making snowmen, too a thrill.
The ham, the turkey, all that food.
The Christmas spirit, the best mood.
It’s sad that some alone will cry.
To share the joy we all must try!
April 29, 2023
for Writing Challenge - Words With 'X' - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
This year has had its challenges in so many ways
long nights and crazy days. Christmas
is very, very, special and it's not the latest craze
the fireplace puts me in a calm daze
I will love it always
I'm just going to be thankful and grateful just like momma says
and wish you all Happy
Holidays.
I will eat, decorate, sing, and give
Come on everybody its Christmas let's live
I love to sing my favorite Xmas songs
who cares if I get all the words wrong
I love mistletoe, gingerbread extravaganza's, and Xmas plays
I wish you all Happy Holidays.
It's Christmas lets celebrate and be amazed,
I wish you all Happy Holidays!!!!
(*Glossy and costly! Family name imprinted,(as if we did not want know
their first and last names? And surely no verse allowed!*)
(( But, I made this one up. Heh-heh!))
Sorry…we simply haven’t a second to call..
We are not cheap, oh, no, nothing like that at all.
Been traveling up and down this great state.
See our stunning picture, next to the Golden Gate?
That’s our Jenny, my, oh my, she’s so tall.
Ben and Tommy, as you see, play football!
Mom and I, are sure getting lots older…..
She’s already two inches below my shoulder.
Doggie Dan is a barrelhouse of fun.
See him there, chasing a cat in the sun?
Granny, nah, she ain’t in our picture.
Old and young~ heck, that’s no good mixture!
Do message us, if and when you can.
Nobody writes emails, they are….‘also rans.’
Limits on personal words, we know sound crazy.
Least to Grandma, who we know, one day.
Will soon be pushing up those daisies!
So bye, till next year, we’ll send more of these.
We just adore mulling about saying,” Cheese!”
Grandma wastes all her time at a poetry site?
Makes her feel good ~ better than being tight!
Love From All!
“The Cheeze-Its”
12/8/2022
Gifts love-packed
Glass-balls gleam around
Plastic-bells compact
Move to and fro without sound
Amidst wreaths, and nutcrackers
Wool-stuffed Santa Claus
Waves his hands like backpackers
Gives a smiling solemn silent pose
Stockings and reindeers
Occupy their spaces as though it's their right
Snowmen on snowglobes with no fears
Mock at the Gnome that resembles a skeleton knight
Nativity Figures and Sets change the zeitgeist
Cardinals, finches, and redpolls rhythm-set
All cumulate their concentration on Christ
Has Emmanuel, in the hearts of humanity, been born yet…?
'Twas the night before Christmas in a wintry mist
When from Santa's pocket there fell a list
A list of those kids who were naughty or nice
So Santa's delivery would be precise
The story hit the news as kids slept in their beds
Parents all panicked and scratched their heads
The naughty kids laughed at St. Nick's mishap
And their parents decided to have a nightcap
As Santa circled the homes embarrassed by his goof
He spotted his list right there on a roof!
He quickly retrieved it and was gone in a flash
As the parents sat drinking, some of them smashed
The news of its finding came over the radio
And the naughty kids cried, how their tears did flow
The nice kids were awakened by the sound of a clatter
They rushed to their windows to see what was the matter
And there in his red suit with cheeks all aglow
Santa Claus stood on the lawn in the snow
The parents had now run out of beer
They were too drunk to see the reindeer
Santa Claus delivered to the nice girls and boys
The Grinch must have stolen the naughty ones toys!
The kids watched from their window as the reindeer took flight
And they heard Santa shout with such delight;
" Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night"...
''X'' Contest, New or Old Poetry -
Sponsor: Constance La France
11-27-17
XMAS EVE 1961
Five teenaged lads late on Christmas Eve,
quit playing cards and took their leave.
Got into a car and off we drove
to a hamburger joint with a greasy stove.
After a bowl of chili, one got sick.
The owner yelled out and three left quick.
After he messed the bathroom sink and floor,
I carried the fifth out the back alley door.
The police were waiting when we hit the curb,
booked for underage drinking in their little burb.
They put us in a klink called the Homewood jail,
the accommodations had a bible for those who fail.
They turned out the lights and the locks went klank,
tried looking around but the cells were dark and dank.
There wasn’t a mattress on the steel strapped bunks,
we resigned ourselves to our increasing mental funks.
No one tried to be brave; no one tried to be proud,
time for soul searching and we began crying out loud.
Our demeanor changed after that minor crime,
not one of us in 50 yrs has done anymore time.
For the BEHIND BARS BLUES contest