Long Holidaytime Poems
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All aboard the Fantasy M/S of Carnival
for half a week’s vacation time of fun and falderal.
Hear greetings from your captain, his director and the crew.
Ready, set, get going. The Bahamas wait for you.
Bon Voyage! There’s Reggae music playing on the Lido.
Dinner is at 6 or 8. Hold off on that tuxedo!
You could eat a pizza by the Windows On the Sea
or go beneath to dine on shrimp and meet the maitre d’.
Gamble or see comedy; reflect upon the ocean.
Late to bed; relax your head; sense the soothing motion.
Rise and shine in Freeport where the ship will dock all day.
You can disembark to take a tour, or you can stay.
On board the ship, take a dip; lounge or dance Calypso.
Get yourself massaged; work out, shop or play some bingo.
All day long, you can find folks doing funny things
like contests for the men with hairy chests or knobby knees.
Day two when you waken, you will be in Nassau.
There’s stuff for everyone, from your kiddies to your grandma!
Little ones may stay behind. Folks will entertain them,
or the kids can tag along with the adults. No problem!
If you like adventure, visit lovely Blue Lagoon.
For snorkeling with sting rays, the boat leaves right at noon.
You can pet some dolphins, but extra you should pay
if you want to swim with them. That’s one special day.
In town you might be nabbed by a plaza beautician.
Getting braids is all the rage, so people get their hair done.
Get back to the gangway before the ship sets sail.
If you‘re still not having fun, you must be a door nail!
“Day at Sea” arrives as your trip is winding down,
And the biggest night is coming; women wear a gown!
That final evening dining perhaps with a new friend,
you’ll wish instead of ending, it were starting all again.
Gals and guys with braided scalps; everyone looks nice.
Ah, that midnight feast with pretty sculptures carved in ice.
The ultimate for leisure if you’re after more than snoozing’.
In the laid-back natives lingo: “Mon, you best be cruising!”
NOTE: (this describes a vacation I took about 12 years ago, my first
and probably last cruise ever, unless I come into money. haha.
I'd seen Europe in my youth but as vacations go,this truly was
the best one.)
For Carol Brown's Contest: "It's Time for a Vacation"
Snowy footprints lead the way up the drive to my front door
Through a path of four foot high light up candy canes they soar
Beautiful wreath of glorious design greeting loved ones so dear
Welcome to my "holiday home" at this special time of year
Come inside to coziness and enjoy the trimmings everywhere
Garlands entwined on banisters,red velvet draped across each chair
Twinkling silver lights as a vision of the tree grows near
Welcome to my "holiday home" at this special time of year
Make yourself at home as you indulge in festive sweets
Every table brimming with salty nuts and Yule time treats
Let me make you comfortable as you enjoy a cup of cheer
Welcome to my "holiday home" at this special time of year
As we gather 'round the tree we sing aloud the songs we love
Of Santa and his reindeer and of course the child sent from above
Then we open all the gifts when Christmas's bounty is made clear
Welcome to my "holiday home" at this special time of year
We'll sit down to a scrumptious feast at a table overflowing
Look around at all our loved ones,faces so alive and glowing
Wonderful to be together with the ones we hold so dear
Welcome to my "holiday home" at this special time of year
As the snowfall grows by inches outside on the frozen ground
We are inside nice and toasty spreading all this love around
Gather up some extra blankets,everyone is staying here
Welcome to my "holiday home" at this special time of year
** for "Holiday Home" contest
sponsored by Linda-Marie Sweetheart of P.S.
I peer back through the mists of time to muse and ponder,
Christmases when a lad, giving my mind free rein to wander.
'Twas a simpler time when life moved at a slower pace.
Wonderful memories flood my soul that I cannot erase.
A canopy of lights arched over Main Street from curb to curb.
Holly wreaths were hung from light poles looking so superb!
Merchants festooned storefronts with delightful decorations.
Children's faces were all aglow with eager anticipations!
Kids pressed noses to windows as they went from store to store,
Oohing and aahing at the trains, dolls and games galore!
Later, they'd visit Santa at Woolworths Five and Dime;
They'd have their hopeful list in mind to save Santa's time!
There'd be a Yule Tree lighting and carols sung on the village square.
Santa arrived on Fire Engine Number One to end the evening's affair!
Mother Nature usually provided a couple of inches of snow.
Ah, the simple beauty of my hometown with the lights aglow!
The cops blocked High Street for kids to sled down its hill.
Flopping on their Flexible Flyers provided the village kids a thrill!
Nowadays, though lights and glitzy decorations adorn the mall,
They don't elicit that old time hometown feeling in me at all!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Well, it's again that time to make a fresh start,
Concoctin' another lot of resolutions to impart.
I'll try to come up with some that are easy to surmount,
And perhaps this year actually carry them out!
Toppin' my list I resolve to buy a new scales.
When I mount the one I own, it never fails.
Tellin' me that I weigh more than I think I should.
My understandin' of this dilemma is not at all understood!
To lessen calories, fats and such I'll curtail my food intake,
Therefore, I'll consume no hamburgers, pizzas or chocolate cake.
I'm sure this restriction won't apply to eatin' gobs of ice cream,
But if it does, somehow, I'll have to create a devious scheme!
To please my spouse and appear more reputable,
And I suppose it might be more socially acceptable,
For church I'll deign to wear a stiflyin' tie and coat,
Sufferin' through interminable sermons clutchin' at my throat!
Even with the best of intentions to keep these pledges should I fail,
And in my lackadaisical attempts they should come to no avail,
The Lord willin' I'll be around come this time next New Year,
To contrive new resolutions to which I pledge to adhere!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 4 in Carolyn Devonshire's "New Years Resolutions" Contest - Dec 2010
Fashion a memory, with our bright winter scene
The morning brought snow, fresh fallen and clean
Find a snug shelter, from the sharp frigid air
Welcome to my holiday home, at this special time of year
Dry your wet mittens, and warm your red nose
Stand by the fire that sparkles and glows
Warm up by the embers, but don't get too near
Welcome to my holiday home, at this special time of year
Stand by the window, there's a new dusting of snow!
The children are playing, while the snow balls are thrown
Watch how they laugh as their voices ring clear
Welcome to my holiday home, at this special time of year
Forget all your loneliness, add a smile to your face
We offer handshakes and hugs, and a welcoming place
A warm place to rest and a meal and some cheer
Welcome to my holiday home, at this special time of year
Come for a moment, or come in for a day
Leave all your cares behind, put your worries away
There is friendship and comfort, to dry all your tears
Welcome to my holiday home, at this special time of year
If there's no one to love you, we have plenty to spare
A haven is waiting, where somebody cares
Please come in and warm up, ....now hang your coat there....
Welcome to my holiday home, at this special time of year
An outside garland green and white
across our porch top glows by night.
In the yard, heads nod on reindeer!
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
Inside my house, see right away
the greeting cards that I display
on the hall wall, near the mirror.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
Inside the living room, you’ll see -
trimmed red and gold - our handsome tree
where all our loved ones gather near.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
One table has the manger scene.
The shepherds and the Magi lean
to worship Him God deemed most dear.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
Another table, fun to view,
holds figurines, more than a few!
There’s angels, snowmen, Santas here!
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
Inside my kitchen, smell the treats!
There’s Chex mix and a lot of sweets.
Let’s make a toast to Christmas cheer!
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
For "HOLIDAY HEARTH" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Linda-Marie Bariana
(Hope you don't mind me hauling out this oldie, Linda,
inspired by you before!!)
A
Tree
is just
a tree unless
you add decorations
This only comes at Christmas
Time give off reflections,The twinkling
of colored lights dancing off the garland gives one
the thoughts of years gone by, and those that are yet to come
So wake up you little sleepy head, it is time for you to have some fun.
Merry
Christmas
Happy
New Year
Home sweet home in a tiny hamlet
Where the sky is always clear
Decorated with tiny fairy lights
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year
Walls newly white washed
The roof painted rusty red
Garden planted with roses
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year
Ethnic wear all aired and ironed
For the auspicious day of Eid is here
People come a visiting
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year
Tables laid with savouries and sweets
Aromatic flowers in vases
Bright smile on every child’s face
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year
People embracing one another
The joy of festivities overflowing
The whole world celebrating
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year
You’ll find warmth in hearts
And arms open wide
With hands folded and heads bent
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of the year
CHRISTMAS TIME IS NEAR
TIME FOR JOY AND TIME FOR CHEER
EVEN THOUGH WE SHARE COMMON FEARS
SOMEONE ALWAYS APPEARS TO SHED SOME TEARS
TIME TO PUT ON OUR HUNTING GEAR
SEARCHING FOR DEERS TO STUFF TIL THERE TOYS
EVEN THOUGH MY FAMILY GETS DRUNK ON BEER
THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN MY FAVORITE TIME OF THE YEAR
AND NOW ITS FINALLY HERE
A cold chill fills the night
As fallen leaves dance with fright
Bats and witches prepare to fly
The time has come for Halloween’s cry.
The blustery night is filled with dread
Among the living walk the dead
Haunted houses come alive
Inner fears begin to thrive.
Bones rattle in a skeleton’s dance
As mummies rise to take a stance
Shivers creep up the spine
Out of the dark golden eyes shine.
Ghost and goblins wander the streets
Ringing each bell for tricks or treats
Moans and groans fill the night
Masking each town with Halloween’s fright.
Carved pumpkins flash a grin
Scary tales begin to spin
Witches cackle, Bats shriek
Dark shadows silently speak.
Dogs bark, cats prowl
Doors creak, Winds howl
A harvest moon fills the sky
The time has come for Halloween’s cry.