Dad Eve Poems

The idea of Christmas snow in Michigan is replaced with fog
Hot breath exhaled to cold lollipop trees
My blurry life-sized polar bear salutes through the front...

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My latest piece is 422 characters too long for a poem - who decided that?

So, it's under "short stories" 

It's called "eve 2022"

Here's most of...

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Santa’s sleighing high,
Among the starlit sky,
Mounds and mounds of toys,
For all the girls and boys.
Rudolph leads the trip,
Knows every curve and dip,
Santa turns on his...

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When I was a child, outside of Christmas,
Halloween was my favorite time of year.
I loved creating homemade costumes from rags
to wear trick-or-treating in the neighborhood.
And...

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May it be a golden autumn evening,
not a cold, dark, bitter winter twilight.
Night will fall upon us in either case.
And then we shall await an...

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We had just finished reading Twas the Night Before Christmas
“Good Night children.” Their mom and I said.
“Wait a minute Dad…something’s not right. We live in...

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THE EVE OF CHRISTMAS
At long last it’s pre-Christmas night
And Santa’s coming on his merry way.
Outside the moon and stars are bright

Children strain to catch a...

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Come Christmas Eve; I'd hear the sleigh bells peal,
accompanied by carolers singing,
like most kids, I believed Santa was real.

Getting gifts would trigger a smile or...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Look at me and see the handsomeness in this face,
I am a virile part of the beautiful Human Race:
a bit of dad, a bit of...

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Twas the night before Christmas, and inside one house
lay a boy with the age of not yet quite a year.
While his mother lay resting in...

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CHRISTMAS EVE

He lay abed
That most tranquil of nights
Aghast at moon and stars
Dad had painted for his delight

In one charmed corner
A spider was swinging
From his thready...

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We’re gathered listening from the porch, crickets chirp across the meadow,
and frogs emit their deepest croak, over where the water lilies grow,
we glimpse at the...

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Christmas eve

 It wasn't quite a silent night
 wrapping and bows had taken flight
 the girls were stirring in their bed
 cause egg nogg'ed parents...

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The young trees weren't agog with winter snow
As the leaves chose to wither than grow,
Wafting gently its autumnal crocus to the frozen ground,
While the night...

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