Holidays Poems - Poems about Holidays

The holidays are not the same As when I was a kid, When every year we did exactly What we always did. The relatives who gathered Were the ones who always showed, With favorite recipes prepared In nana/grandma mode. No one was on vacation Or unable to attend And you hung out with your cousins, Couldn’t FaceTime with a friend. Alas, today, the world has changed And so...

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Swirling, twirling Crisp and white, It’s a snowflake Kind of night… Crystals shimmer By moonlight, Building castles Till daylight… ...

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Peter in the summer morning sun his cool smile shaded by shadows run his voice as soothing as coffee’s scent tell me he wasn’t heaven sent Peter of Malibu moss and Spanish rose his lips like light-coral, in kissable repose his legs slouched akimbo, like a tiger’s limbs how I long to re-entangle myself in them. Peter’s quick caress, on windy Tropez beaches aren’t...

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Evergreen corpses strewn on sidewalks like victims of plague, still adorned with specks of tinsel abandoned and forlorn once welcome houseguests now in the street never to greet another New Year all the presents unwrapped put in proper place beside last years loot of sweaters, records and notebooks never got written in nothing to drink and no money for the bar the food all...

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How was your year, folks out there Feel thankful for what life bestows? At dinner time say a prayer For days of poetry and prose Yam, turkey, cranberry and salad Potatoes, cornbread, apple cake The banquet worthy of a ballad The smell of home, bread freshly baked Three generations at the table Enjoy great time and tasty meal Thanksgiving Day of roundtable Puts everything on even...

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Today starts the Year of the Snake. My grandkids were given a break For schools were all closed Since someone proposed That to open would be a mistake. Different holidays now get observed (I’m not saying that they’re undeserved) Yet for years there were few, Just the ones we all knew, And traditions were always preserved. Varied cultures are claiming their due, Though I’d bet not...

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Where's that Bethlehem? I toiled hard to find out that It's right in my heart....

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(a holiday vignette) I’m taking a chunk of my holi-days to work on my thesis (So is Lisa). Without classes we can fully devote our minds to them. My senior thesis hangs over me, I can’t ignore it. I banged my funny bone - what even IS a funny bone? My entire arm is tingly and numb. This song...

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Title: "Jingle Bell Blues" (To the tune of “Jingle Bells”) Verse 1: Dashing through the store, On a frantic holiday, Grabbing gifts galore, In a checkout line ballet. Lights are burning bright, Tinsel’s everywhere, Oh, what fun it is to fight For the last plush teddy bear! Chorus: Jingle bells, sales from hell, Credit cards take flight, Oh, what pain it is to shop On a Christmas Eve night! Jingle bells,...

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I texted her Thanksgiving. Asked what she’s doing for a living. I texted her on Christmas Day. If she was doing ok. I sometimes admit. That I almost quit. Trying to reach out to old friends. But the holidays are when hope upends. I texted her New Year’s Eve. It feels like I was just raking...

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Santa, weighed four hundred lbs at his yearly check up. "The Kids bribe me Dr, with Burgers, fries and ketchup." Dr said, " That's a lame excuse, your eating habits, you abused!" "Doc, the reindeer are mad, I'm too fat, and they can't take off!" Why don't you see Santa in the Hospital, because he has private elf care? Why...

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This Christmas Santa lays off an Elf To keep the Elf's wage for himself The bearded one does get sued While his other workers booed Before becoming gnomes on a shelf To old Rudolph Santa does the same Whipping the reindeer without shame The holiday's gift giver Has become a slave driver To "The Grinch" he should change his name Even Frosty the...

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Adoptee Victim of the Holidays by Corey Quinn (Chaotic rhyme scheme to match my emotional state) As I enter the home to over salted deviled eggs, loud dogs and poisonous side conversations, the adoptive family quickly unleashes their shallow holiday greetings and stale smiles. The black sheep of the family has entered the home with the people pleaser...

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Already back in class. Wow, the Holidays went fast. Wasn’t Black Friday great? ‘Bargains,’ make my heart race and the Internet’s my kind of place. I can dead-on shop this time of year, shamelessly, without the fear that someone will be judging me. I make some ‘passing effort’ to be frugal, that’s what ‘black Friday’ sales are for—and google. I bought my suitemates those techie...

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so now I've reached my forties, I think I'm finally getting old the pace of life has slowed now, my exploits not so bold but little did I realise, I'd feel my life had just begun we bought ourselves another house, and we had holidays in the sun. the next house that we purchased, brought us closer to our...

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