Grandfather Christmas Poems

The grandfather on my mother's side was a cheapskate. 
A real cheapskate.
One Christmas, he gave me a used paperback book.
Something like “Jimmy Plays Baseball.”
It was...

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According to ‘mein Grossvater’ (my grandfather), my family’s German folklore aficionado: A long time ago a mother was cleaning her house for Christmas.  Spiders...

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   Grandpa slid down the chimney X-mas night

      When he dusted himself off

     ...

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As a child, 
I loved to watch Grandpa build. 
His basement workshop, 
was filled with tools. 
Tools hanging on every wall, 
wood neatly stacked in...

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I remember when Grandpa used me everyday,                  ...

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Christmas comes early, the day has arrived.
I don’t need more presents; already have five.
We’re going to the grands for waffles and fruit,
spend time in their...

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Cherubims everywhere; saints alleluia sing,
The smoke of fragrant incense fills; bells in rhyme ring;
Emmanuel is in his eternal glory,
What else could be ever a true...

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Who’s the lady in the picture Papa Keanu?

“Her name is Pele, Mililani.  The fire goddess of Hawaii.”  

“My middle name, Aiden means (little...

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My Granddad's Father Christmas

My granddad’s Father Christmas.
I’ve known since, as a waif,
I heard his Father Christmas voice
That deep and rumbling friendly noise.
It kept me warm...

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Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the house
My grandpa's fast at work carving a wooden mouse
In the spirit of St. Nick he bloomed...

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I was eight-years-old. 
Waiting for my twin to finish holding baby David.
Grandpa came up and said give me the baby.
I said "Grandpa, I have been...

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it tastes like christmas
a tiramisu moment
critique by age five 

where is the popcorn
we all pretend to look
but it chokes grandma

It sounds like santa
jingle bells rocking...

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Christmas puts wonder and joy into my heart.
I turn five when I see bubble lights on a Christmas tree. 
I turn ten when I roll...

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Every father trying to earn
A little more than usual;
Every mother trying to save,
A penny more than the other months;
Every child adding in piggy banks,
As much,...

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I sit here in front of my husband
Overlooking a small pond 
Pine trees with pinecones on them
A bird flits from one head stone 
to the...

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