Festive Poems

Festive Fall

Fall with its limpid deep blue skies

Flamboyant leaves dipped in garish dyes


Place: 1st

They often ask me why I don’t wear festive clothes, why I don’t paint my face

They often ask me why I don’t wear festive clothes, why I don’t paint my face,
Don’t you also like to shine in the light of a clear morning?
Oh, if only I could tell them that every act of beautification feels like just a veil over a wound,
As if I were hanging curtains over broken windows,

festive light

I see the colors, bright and true
Red, Blue, Green, and Pink in view.
Yet, all feels dim, a shadow’s fall
As sadness dims the festive lights.

Loneliness shines so bright
A spark lost in the night.
What once was bold, full of cheer
Now fades away, consumed by fear.

The colors no longer show
For sorrow’s touch has made them slow.
And in this

Festive Limericks

For the sleigh team there applied ten:

Nine deer and a man born of men;

Though trembling with fear,

Santa’s choice was clear:

Rudolf instead of Dolf Lundgren.

 

Ol' Frosty was struggling to count-

He couldn’t get his numbers to mount.

He dropped his mid-weight

To look like an eight

And so now can give good account.

 

 

Santa stipulated stocked shelves

And so

Merry Winter

You can tell it's finally winter,
the glaze of icy glitter
Darker mornings, sun late dawning
Freezing cold and bitter

Woollen hats, chunky scarfs
slippery and sliding paths
children's runny noses
Red lips and looking chapped

A festive time
Happy elves and Santa's sack
He sees if you've been good or bad
I know that for a fact

Christmas crackers, candy canes
Songs are played and party games
winter

SANTAS LITTLE SKELF

Santa’s Little Skelf

Santa Clause is here again It`s almost Christmas day
But Santa has a problem he can’t sit on his sleigh.

Every time he sits down he jumps up from his seat
He`s been standing up so long he`s now got aching feet.

I think I`ll try a soft seat as he sits down on the couch
But just

Literature, festive fire, they will never mourn, for a lifeline, to say, ditto again

I committed to river Volga, the longest river in Europe
Here, estuary, they are sounds, subtle, peaceful and eloquence, a hoopoe
In glum and glee, damage controlling,she, still, suffice a pleasant song, 
life long

You and I, came back for the guy, who, burnt the face, the funeral, encased, and Nirvana...ahem...
The river Volga, still existing, meandering and... perhaps

Festive India

    festive India

      oregano and curry

         ~ taste of Chicago

Festive Moments

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

Festive Season?

The leaves
From the trees
They fell
It was that time of year 
Nature looked unwell

The sun disappeared 
And out came the rain 
Happiness vacated 
What’s left of the brain

Festive season
The only saving grace 
To lengthen the holidays 
There was a case

All the hedgehogs
Went into hibernation 
And those from elsewhere
Filled up Heuston Station

Temperatures turning
Cold and breezy
For putting on

Festive Words

Make haste arise,
assert the words.
Salute each term
that now gabfest.

In mid of night
they waltz, serenade;
Jovially jolting
a rem-sleep state.

Appease them please,
awake, awake.
You have mere seconds
so soon they fade.

Witty performers, 
these festive words;
Parade to play part
of a poet's verse.

Rare frolic idioms
seldom last;
Assign them purpose,
applaud their crafts.

Ink well the quill,
poetize prose.
Recite with vigor 
what words compose.

Inscribe each stanza 
on

Chapter 159-- DAMIAN DELILAH MALLORY HOLANNYA: Festive Family Time - same day

Date:  June  2051

Damian returned to buoyant activities 
Out to the front when he saw Ras Madan 
Approaching happily straight to
Damian. Damian was thinking 
"Waa well I just wanted the family 
That lived here."  He Thought Ras
Read his thoughts when he said,
"Damian! I just moved here I'm close
By too cousin! How's life...with three
Wives!"

Chapter 159-- DAMIAN DELILAH MALLORY HOLANNYA: Festive Family Time

Date:  May  2051

10 am Damian invited every family 
To the end of May celebration and
Family festivities. On skype with 
Father Hakim he recommended 
"Hey Dad you and
Ma bring something if you can? Food
Or games. Alright?"  Carter Hakim
answered, "Yeah Damian. but the
Big Lucinda Wannabe domanate me
Might just have alternate plans."  
And I...just

Festive Tableau

Birthday candles burn bright,
flame blown away to flicker faint for future fate,
not in sight.

Life’s festive glow,
sequined sheen designs dream ornate
tableau.

Joy aired,
elation great,
shared.

Birthday candles burn bright,
sequined sheen designs dream ornate
shared.

Less than Festive

My mood has not been jolly,
nor has it been merry or bright.
If I go to bed and lay my head,
then maybe menopause won't bite!

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