Santa Claus Christmas Poems | Examples

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Premium Memberthe way we get a new Santa

Many say their grandpa is Santa, but they are lying
Linda Lou realized her grandpa was Santa as he lay dying
I always thought this, she told him, what can I do?
Just pass the baton to the head elf, please Linda Lou.

The second the baton was placed in the elf’s capable hands
He transmogrified into Santa Claus and began traveling to outer lands
I need to memorize the geography during the day time he said
For at night, it is awfully dark after the children go to bed.


Premium MemberCHRISTMAS IN TEXAS

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Boots crunch on gravel, frost-kissed mesquite by the creek~ hot cider steams up. Lone Star lights the oilfield towns; Santa wears a bolo tie.

Premium MemberChristmas Eve

Cloudy skies confetti the earth with white snowflakes:
Harbingers of excitement and sweet sugar cakes.
Ringing church bells peal, blessing Jesus' birthday while
Icicles hang from eaves in an ornate display.
Santa Claus and his reindeer will take flight tonight,
To deliver gifts to all the good boys and girls.
Mommies and daddies are all smiles and hugs of love,
As youngsters eagerly search the skies above, and
Soon, their yawns yield to dreams of Rudolph's shiny nose.

Elves will fill Santa's magical bag with toys, and
Virtually overnight, Santa will visit
Every house in town: bringing Christmas cheer to all.

Premium MemberSanta Claus

Santa Claus:
wherever he goes, he gets great applause.
He puts the "merry" in "Merry Christmas"
while he joyfully goes about his business.
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberSanta Claus Clerihew

He’s called Santa, Fatman, at times Saint Nick
His flying reindeer are what’s truly sick!
Kids get Santa’s Naughty or Nice List drift
Kindness becomes them, for an awesome gift




 Literary work
"Twas the Night Before Christmas" by Clement Clarke Moore or possibly Henry Livingston Jr.
Christmas Eve
12/24/25
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.


Premium MemberSanta Claus

Santa Claus is a lot of fun
He's full of joy and is a ton
In chimneys he gets stuck
And emerges full of muck

Premium MemberHERE COMES SANTA CLAUS - BAWDY WARNING


Smug Santa unloaded his sack As Mrs Claus lay on her back Hear her whoop, hear her cheer Santa comes once a year Cos nookie nights they sadly lack!

Premium MemberAcumen Is Coming To Town

Upon the atheist rests the weighty task
To show all knowledge stands on mortal ground
Can nature’s uniformity unmask
Or logic’s laws in reason’s courts be found?
And absent from God, such footing seems unsure
For concepts fade, absolutes ‘came obscure
Now, Santa Claus, in a cheerful mythical fray
Will liken faith in God to flights on a sleigh
But transcendental truth is not a game
Nor matter or motion, or bound to a Yuletide frame
God’s attributes no creature may possess
Omniscience alone is God’s mindset
Thus, by what is revealed, we clearly see
Reality conforms to His decree
Santa’s lore can’t rival what is afore told
For only God holds wisdom’s keys of old
So, in this search for truth, let hearts be wise
No creature takes God’s place because God decries

Premium MemberA PRE-CHRISTMAS AWARENESS: SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT

A PRE-CHRISTMAS AWARENESS:  SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT
                         (A TANKA QUATTRAIN)
 
Christmas, remember,
It’s not about Santa Claus:
It’s about Jesus:-
It’s not about Santa’s gifts,
But the gift of God in Jesus:-

The gift of Jesus,
Is the priceless gift of love:-
And our gifts should be likewise:
Feeding the hungry is love;
Housing the homeless is love:-

Let’s Santa Claus love,
With gifts being of life’s needs;
Not merchandising:
Let’s wrap the naked with clothes,
And bow-tie their rent money:-

Indeed, this Christmas, 
Let’s celebrate Christ’s Birthday
With gifts of His love:
Giving God all the glory,

Premium MemberChristmas at the Kids Table

red linen table cloths with white lace overlays
sprinkles of confetti shaped like snowflakes
evergreen plaid napkins rolled into a Santa napkin holder
Holly berry china, only brought out one time each year
Santa Claus cups and Rudolph candles
Every part of the table is yelling “Christmas!”
red and green Jello cubes
rice Krispie treats shaped like Frosty the snowman
Everyone wants to sit with us at the kids’ table

Premium MemberHoliday Fun



A unique Christmas time for Santa Claus,
fiftieth year of journey without pause.
     All gifts he stacks in the cart,
     gets ready to soon depart,
he feels for a mishap there is no cause.

On snow-covered track Rudolph runs inspired,
chilled wind on the face, Santa feels he’s tired.
     He spots bench in sunny park,
     rests there after night’s hard work.
Soon slips into deep sleep though undesired.

Mistaking Santa’s snoring as some blast,
Rudolph thinks danger has arrived at last.
     Lets Santa snooze, darts away
     with gifts rattling in the sleigh.
Santa wakes up, along the trail runs fast.

Premium Membersanta claus says so

it's a christmas rule
calories don't count eat up
santa claus says so

Premium MemberSanta’s New Baubles

Santa told Rudolph to stay on the roof He’d be delayed for his wife wanted proof That it’s just she for he So they’re under the tree She saw his old baubles and cried, “Forsooth.” Frosty was sat in the garden below Rudolph called down, Make some balls out of snow Then give them to elf Or take them yourself Be sure to avoid the log burner’s glow Santa Claus stood; in his hands… Frosty’s balls Poor Frosty dripped like Victoria Falls His log burner muddle Made Frosty a puddle Santa said, Now I’ll be late… nature calls

Premium MemberDecember's Cold As Ice

December morn, Claus's wife's horn, squeezed out,
Good tempers worn, Claus wretched concern,  about,
Elves night, the naughty list grew,
Claus's name was added too,
She's crackers turned, Claus stout whaler--no doubt.
 
It's Frosty time of year, though sad he seem,
Both cold and snow unable to redeem,
Rudolph note his crooked smile,
Snow and ice just seem to pile,
As Frosty waits to melt in sunlight's beam.

An angry Elf was mad with Santa Claus,
And naught take time for a breather to pause,
Frosty froze just to know why,
 Rudolph turned off just to cry,
The Elf cried then laughed naught knowing the cause,

Premium Member- Roudolph's Broken Leg -

No one had seen Rudolf for weeks
He was wanted via loudspeakers and flyers
"This is the moment where everything changes", Santa Claus said
Christmas Eve was approaching, there was nothing more to do

It came news from the University Hospital of Northern Norway
Poor Rudolf, lay for three weeks with a broken leg
Swelling and loss of movement - it was just hopeless
The plaster cast was heavy - he couldn't fly home

Rudolf was sent home by air ambulance, in a comfortable bed
On Christmas Eve he sat in the sleigh together with Santa Claus
Even with a broken leg he was able to overcome the obstacle
Rudolf's red nose has become a symbol of Christmas for everyone

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