Jolly Christmas Poems | Examples
These Jolly Christmas poems are examples of Christmas poems about Jolly. These are the best examples of Christmas Jolly poems written by international poets.
Ring ting ting-a-ling,
Its that jolly old fat man
With a belly full of jelly,
And that jingle from long long ago...
Ding-dong, ding-dong--
It's that sleigh of reindeer who fly in the sky
That laughter and singing from below and on high--
This is the season
To have a good reason
Ring ting ting-a-ling,
To forget others transgressions and petty deceptions
To join the happy, good cheer,
And begin...
With a joyful New Year!
Praisin' Kringle, jolly Nick
for last minute Christmas
smashed-torn gifts.
Cause pop-pop suspects
dad's stuck again,
inside the sooty chimney.
An eastern icicle seems to impose
as it's dripping down a church tower bell.
Bitter cold made bell and ice juxtapose,
as frost took its toll, now no one can tell.
No galloping horse and no rebel cry
amidst drifting snows now resting calmly.
Yet not quite so, with kid's natural high,
cast snowballs up, with their spirits jolly.
A target shred reveals a silver bell.
Gone are their folly, just eyes frozen stare.
The front doors open. A priest says, Noel,
to all of the kids who were gathered there.
Merry Christmas all, have fun while you play.
I'll see you at mass for Jesus' birthday.
Cranberry garlands the Christmas tree
Piña empanadas and gifts of filigree
Children’s faces aglow
Kissing ‘neath the mistletoe
Midnight mass tradition with family
Flights have been cancelled call the hotels!
Humbug to last minute changes and jingle bells
Lil black dress doesn’t fit
BYO Test My Drink Kit
It’s pub night with my standby drinking pals
Merry Christmas
Joyeux Noël
Feliz Navidad
Happy Hanukkah
Happy Kwanzaa!
There was never a thing more beautiful
Than a tree with lights adorning
Except, perhaps, for that certain lull
Of the beach on Christmas morning
Once again I’m like a little girl
Beneath that tree exploring
Finding gifts of seashell, jade, and pearl
On the beach on Christmas morning
Though it may not be the humble stable
Our Father’s Son was born in
The current rocks me like a cradle
At the beach on Christmas morning
Deck the halls with kelp and holly
And carol with the ocean’s roaring
For you’ll find a special kind of jolly
At the beach on Christmas morning
Like driftwood dancing in the surf
My heart with joy’s outpouring
As goodwill, love, and peace on earth
Flood the beach on Christmas morning
Now by the seashore once again
A bright new day is forming
Not just another where and when
But the beach on Christmas morning
Come early when those first rays touch
Your cold cheeks with their warming
For nothing soothes the soul so much
As the beach on Christmas morning
Rush forth as Yuletide’s salty spray
Upon the sand comes storming
Come quick, before it ebbs away
From the beach on Christmas morning.
Santa sailed upon his sleigh
and came upon Buddha one day,
greeting him with a cry.
Saying, I'm bringing toys
to good girls and boys,
as on this toboggan I fly.
Yep, I'm a plump, jolly fairy,
and will make children merry
with things here in my sack.
Oh, the joy they'll find
when they have what they pined,
and no longer lack.
Santa, I crave nothing in your sled.
My gift, you see, is wisdom instead,
as I remain mindful.
I don't seek Christmas merriment
from a drink or intoxicant,
however delightful.
And so, two men of worth
bore gifts for children here on earth.
You must believe it!
I only tell you this because
that's the way it really was.
How then, did they leave it?
God bless you Buddha!
I'll be on my merry way.
Peace be with you Santa,
Have a nice day!
Smelling
Woody, sweet, aroma
Christmas pine tree,
Weaved with Bright blinking lights,
Topped with a starlit top.
Feeling
The Brrr ... chill of the night air
Brrr ... freezing cold of the North Pole.
Listening
To the sounds of the wind
For the Ring a ling, jingling,
Ringing of the sleigh bells.
Watching
Moonlight shadows dancing
On the walls as they take
Different fantasy shapes
Waiting
Jolly, rolly, “Ho, Ho, Ho”
White beard Santa
In a white fur trim, red velvet suit.
Seeing
Santa’s sleigh just went zooming by
Fading off to nighttime dreams
Making every minute count.
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Gingerbread jingle woods, livens up our jolly elf.
Cartoon magic Christmas, books falling off of a shelf.
We are running into Santa’s path; he has to veer away.
Glad to say he missed us with the runners of his sleigh.
A gift for Serendipity, a gift for Mr. Vee and Mrs. Lee.
Candy canes all over even on the Christmas tree
Rudolph missed the deadline; he had to stay behind
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, will do the job just fine.
Where is Jesus’ manger? His little crib of wood.
Are the wisemen coming? We never said they could.
Silver bells are glistening, we have a noisy roof.
Let’s get up and see the prints, then we have the proof.
As Christmas draws near something's different this year,
At the North Pole all's quiet as can be.
Saint Nick and all of the elves he employs
Are online filling kids' wish lists electronically.
His wife, Mrs. Claus, is delighted because
Her jolly old husband's finally working from home
And delivering those toys to good girls and boys
Via UPS, FedEx, and Amazon drones.
...and Merry Christmas and/or Happy Holidays to all the good girls and boys on PS...
What the Dickens! Santa ain't wearing knickers
well his pants got caught inside the chimney
now here's the kicker...
Little Joe woke up in the middle of the night
and gave Santa such a jolly fright
now here's the kicker...
It was drafty there wasn't any gas nor heat
Mrs. Chump snored upstairs like dead meat
now here's the kicker...
Mr. C was 5 feet tall and wasn't a Clause at all
he didn't know how to rob Peter to pay Paul
now here's the kicker...
The real Ms. C owned a solar panel, Oh what fun
gave it to Ming Ming who flew like a Son Of A Gun!
now here's the kicker... Eh !
He burned Santa's pants then laughed, giggled, scoffed
but as Santa danced around the sun poured in the loft
now here's the real kicker...
Christmas was a blast now little Joe C could finally be,
toasty as a glow worm in a house built for three.
Merry Christmas Everyone !
Love,
From Santa's Girl :)
Twas the night before Christmas, all calm in the air,
But chaos was brewing, quite sneaky and rare.
The stockings were hung, but one had a hole,
And the tree had a wobble, it started to roll!
The snowflakes were falling, so soft and so bright,
Yet something was off, just didn’t feel right.
I glanced at the cookies, but oh what a sight,
They’d vanished, not one, they were gone overnight!
The reindeer were restless, their hooves on the roof,
But I heard something strange, a loud clanging hoof!
I peered through the window, with wide-open eyes,
Saw Santa and Bigfoot, under moonlit skies!
“Ho ho ho!” Santa laughed, with a wink and a grin,
Bigfoot just waved, then gave a big spin.
They danced through the snow, with a festive cheer,
Who knew they were friends? It was crystal clear!
The elves in the workshop were all taking bets,
Who’d out-dance whom, as they waltzed with no regrets.
Santa gave one final jolly ol' shout,
“Merry Christmas to all!” as they spun round about!
Laughter and joy filled the frosty night air,
The magic of Christmas, beyond all compare.
So if you hear footsteps on Christmas Eve night,
It may be Bigfoot and Santa, dancing with light!
Time to tour the best Christmas-decorated places in town
With a map in hand of all the beautifully lit-up houses to be found
Despite the amount of time to set up and to take down the people have given us a wonderful gift for all of us to enjoy
Whole streets have banded together to create a visual spectrum of flashing lights and creative characters that bring smiles to all the girls and boys
Carollers can be seen going door to door singing songs full of joy
On the rooftops, Santa and his reindeer seem to be in control of the night, ready to deploy
As if like magic the clouds open up sending a burst of snow floating down
Soon the lawns will have a blanket of snow without so much as making a sound
In the living rooms, trees with their colorful attire show off to the people walking by
A large crowd has gathered at the end of the block, jolly old Saint Nick handing out candy canes and looking spry
Christmas may come once a year but joy and happiness need to be spread every day
As you walk by a neighbor who has decorated his place a special thanks should surely come his way
Yelling “ha ha ha!” Christmas mouse jumped out of the holly.
Lit by a streetlight that is hidden in a wreath with an elf so jolly.
The elf shook her head around and whispered “my name is Molly.”
The mouse pulled her out of the brambles and renamed her Dolly.
Merry Christmas is a greeting of cheer,
wishing each other a joyous Noël.
A salutation that is heard each year;
it's tradition, wherever Christians dwell;
a blessing that's music to a child's ear.
Christmas bells have a magical effect;
even strangers are jolly and polite.
Come Christmas Eve, Santa's list is twice checked,
while children dream of Rudolph's nose so bright;
for bending reality feels correct.
When you greet folks with happiness and joy,
it's reciprocated in like manner.
Christmas affects every young girl and boy,
whether they're in a shack or a manor;
exchanging good behavior for a toy.
Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year
are expressions of love and brotherhood.
Wherever such greetings ring loud and clear,
their meaning's recognized and understood;
words of celebration, goodwill, and cheer.
Not everyone
Is having a Merry Christmas
Not everyone
In the masse
Is enjoying a happy one.
Many are attending masses
Many are shopping in the malls
Many are suffering in the hospitals
Many are busy in the classes.
Not everyone
In town
Is having a Holly Jolly Christmas
Not everyone
Has a crown
And a palace.
Many are sad
Many are mad
Many are carrying a cross
Many are sick and lost.
Christmas is about doing our best
Christmas is about working with the rest
Christmas is about Hope and Peace
Christmas is about Love and Feast.
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Hebert Logerie Saturday, December 24, 2016