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.
my animals overdressed for Christmas Eve
the bat wore mistletoe on his left sleeve
cat and giraffe dressed like Santa that day
Reindeer kept running around hauling a red sleigh
tabby brought peppermint and was dressed in holly
giraffe wore blinking bubble lights that were overly jolly
flamingo was ridiculous, dressed like a drag-queen elf
crow had never looked more unlike herself
zebra and penguin came in wearing a fake carrot nose
they brought in tinsel, frost, and a wheelbarrow of snows
I was frustrated that they had all gone overboard again.
Luckily I was the only one with a white beard on my chin.
Christmas blazer decorated with sprig of holly
made Mouse’s ensemble seem uplifted and jolly
That is a gorgeous fashion statement, an admirer said
Embarrassing shy mouse so that her cheeks turned red.
Elephant Santa was much slower than our old Santa Fred
You may get your Christmas presents in a week or two said Ned.
He’s slow, but jolly, said the one who had hired him.
He had wanted to save money, this skinflint named Jim.
We were not that happy about Christmas that year.
Some of us did not get our presents until after New Year cheer.
Elephant Santa was a sweet guy, personable and all.
But Roary raccoon got his Christmas presents in the fall.
Ho ho, my jolly good fellow.
You remain so freaking mellow!
Christmas Eve is here,
we drink in good cheer
and the snow is stained bright yellow!
Come Santa, play your guitar.
Sing a tune for all it's worth.
'Tis the season, be jolly.
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Nipping snowflakes light
Crisp whispered winter's cold bite.
Christmas still darkness
used absolute dazzling charm
on a crystalline white rug.
Above the snow clouds,
silence watched Jolly Santa
and his reindeer fly
with "Ho-Ho-Ho," and the thrilled
sound of light jingling sleigh bells.
The little children
And family round decked tree
on early morning,
with the halls decked with holly,
presents in the brightest wrap.
What is it really all about?
this season at the end of the year
it feels so false and lacking
one word that's so evident is insincere
The reason for the season
has been missed out on the whole
as most folk feed themselves
more interested in getting their goal
An attitude of gratitude is amiss
asking more, what am I going to get?
a real change of heart is required
seeking to give makes a good effect
If more of us thought of others
before considering just little old me
we could make this world a lot better
bringing smiley faces for all to see
Then we could all have joy abounding
during this jolly old Christmas time
making it effectively marvellous
so that ink would turn into rhyme!
Each of my limbs is meant for adorning
With beautiful lights and jolly decorations
Ribbons flow around me, never warning
This is the time when love touches in sensations
I still remember the joy of the squirrels and birds
When I lived in the forest, beside the oaks I love
For the ache in my heart, there are really no words
But I must sacrifice my quiet life for the One above
He is worth more than many of my green hands
I am only one of this Jesus’ many fans!
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!
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...
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.
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