December Poems | Examples of December Poetry

No month charms me better than October, It needs no strong drink to make me sober. Cool as a cucumber, it brings delight, And joy as vast as Jupiter's great might. You bid farewell to September's with cheers, As you...Read the rest...

December wind, grey weather Black and white time Me and the poems I rhyme Everyone was playing in the field Colourful him and I were looking at the breeze A sudden sunray to his ears A slow burn...Read the rest...

She is declared a mental case her legs are shackled tight in the street she snails up and down naked without food she freezes in December near the drain curls up unnoticed by pavement dwellers building a bonfire of twigs, papers cast-off shoes...Read the rest...

You took a second or a minute Not even sure that you were in it. Took it where? Hard to say. It doesn’t exist anyway. Something that you cannot touch But at the end you miss so much. Something...Read the rest...

'Tis Season To Hear Bells ring Christmas music For our heart strings Joy bell poetry form: Syllables: 1, 2,2,2, 4, 4 syllables per line...Read the rest...

Things are a mess, not because they had to be but because familiarity outranks togetherness. Corner wall has cobwebs, the bed not made in months. Curtains taped over trapping any light out of the room....Read the rest...

Fading photographs are strewn across alabaster tabletops, drenched in moonlight streaming through rustling curtains. Snow owls call out to each other through the whistling wind, as flakes of snow dust frostbit grass...Read the rest...

When the leaves fall, gently as the first kiss From the mother who has just discovered the wonder Of motherhood, the music – so very good… Aching prayers, faded into the moss-grown forests, Delighting the hearts who remember The sweetest...Read the rest...

Defecation accidentally clogged... for the umpteenth time during spate to sit scrawny buttucks on porcelain throne id est videre licet toilet bowl... with toxic water brew threatening to overflow onto the floor, and hence found yours truly (me) immersing himself...Read the rest...

On December 20th I saw a red tulip growing on the side of my mother’s house. You could be forgiven for thinking that that’s no place for a flower to bloom; and I would likely...Read the rest...

These little swiss cake Are simply sublime. I like them glazed. And eat some at night. They are my faves. A pastry delight. So, I weighed one eighty. And lately passed two oh-five. Though I'm mostly bloated. By hydrogenous sweet lime....Read the rest...

Is the weather calm and cool When good friends remember, About vinyl from the spool Joys of Santas’s goodies When we were small back then, Mother and her cookies Six men wiser than a pen. No sweets sold in the market Mother made...Read the rest...

i ordered at the bar in archbishop's rig two pork sausages baked beans strawberry bear fruit snack orange juice meat free burger r white's raspberry lemonade bangers and mash pepsi corn wheels hotdog peppercorn sauce one wobbly sausage sandwich on returning to my table i overheard...Read the rest...

You'd be the poem I re-read, The song I would never skip. The immortal rhythm, Indeed, you got the magic. That lil' spark, That lit up for the first time, Darling, I almost lost of how...Read the rest...

December, A month of love, joy, snow, cold, grief. A month of fear. I never thought he would actually do it. He told me his thoughts before, And I brushed them aside. He told me of his pain, And I...Read the rest...