Long Xmas Poems
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Magnificent! Willow stands in silent prayer,
enthralling, calm and composed,
It's snowing tonight..bestowing blessings ~
so does the evergreen unruffled...
stretching its arms in thankfulness,
decked with shimmering snow-pellets,
in absolute harmony of the cosmos magnanimous.
gleaming and glistening as the stars countless~
It's Christmas! symbolizing the spirit of
kindness, love, compassion glow...
I glimpse through the hazy window-panes,
world around me dazzling with scintillating snow.
reminiscences of many delightful Christmas
roll gently through my thoughts,
an open album of heartfelt memories~
of boxes, ribbons, and golden bows.
sprinkles, silver bells, and cookies...
of family rejoicing together...
of extending generous support to the needy,
true essence of Christmas for ever.
A tranquil, serene, dreamy night,
mesmerizing snow, falling unhindered,
envelop the entire universe around me.
I ponder my life of hues multi-coloured.
The exhilarating ebullience - for ever crystallized..
the inspiring dreams, the fervent hopes,
never fail to sight the mystifying truth
in every alluring snowflake I behold.
FIRST PLACE
November 26, 2021
For "X" Old Or New Poetry Contest
Theme: Christmas
Sponsor: Constance La France
June 14, 2022
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 2' Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
I’m going on break just until XMAS
There’s much to plan for a trip & all the fuss
This is not a break-up, oh no!
Because a break-up means I go solo
It wouldn’t be me— it’s you I love to follow
talk every day, in my tears I shall not wallow
And I’m not one to delete all my poetry
and give no reason for it and do it soley
for the other poets to ponder wherefore or why
as though a swan song shy
Or just up & go away
without any words per se
leaving you to guess what has happened
My friends, this is not the end
I won’t let anything stand between us
So, see you around or after XMAS
Christmas boxes and ribbons from last year,
gatherings starting with those we hold dear,
gift paper, sprinkles, sparkling golden bows,
noisy silver bells on elves' twinkling toes.
Angels and carolers midst lovely lights.
Spicy kitchens, cookies, pumpkin delights.
stars shining down on a calm midnight clear,
we pause to reflect on this fleeting year.
Hanging the tinsel, we try to pretend
our world isn't hurting, we needn't mend
someone will feed those with little to eat
and fit shoes over their tired, bunioned feet.
So, we take our gifts, find some needy souls,
who are hungry, hurt, victims of life's tolls.
The smiles on their faces, and childrens' glee,
Gifts to us--hearts warmed by love's canopy
Our souls are expanded by miles and miles
when love reaches far to warm others' smiles.
November 26, 2021
"X" New or Old Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
A Second Place
Angels sit on top of Christmas trees
Bells ring for baby Jesus’ birth. Can you hear?
Candy canes or cookies if you please.
Decorate your home with Christmas cheer.
Excitement builds and there’s exhaustion too!
Festive families have fun in the snow.
Generous are they with gifts and all they do,
Happy - waiting for St. Nick’s Ho! Ho! Ho!
Illumination shows on every street.
Jack Frost comes along, but I will be
Kissing under mistletoe - so sweet,
Loving my December thoroughly.
Magic times! Perhaps you’ll see a fairy!
Nice or naughty? Santa makes his list.
Opening our presents, we’ll be merry.
Parties of the season can’t be missed!
Quince pudding tastes so fine with cinnamon.
Rum cake for me! Pa rum pum pum pum!
Stockings filled by Santa - oh, what fun.
Turkey, stuffing, and potatoes. YUM!
Uplifting messages and songs we’ll play.
Visits to our relatives we’ll make -
Wishes too, for a white Christmas day;
Xmas time, be good for goodness sake!
Yuletide logs are burning. Turn in for the night.
Zapped of energy, get Zzzzz's! May all your dreams be bright.
Written in January of 2016 For the Contest of Shadow Hamilton
(*Glossy and costly! Family name imprinted,(as if we did not want know
their first and last names? And surely no verse allowed!*)
(( But, I made this one up. Heh-heh!))
Sorry…we simply haven’t a second to call..
We are not cheap, oh, no, nothing like that at all.
Been traveling up and down this great state.
See our stunning picture, next to the Golden Gate?
That’s our Jenny, my, oh my, she’s so tall.
Ben and Tommy, as you see, play football!
Mom and I, are sure getting lots older…..
She’s already two inches below my shoulder.
Doggie Dan is a barrelhouse of fun.
See him there, chasing a cat in the sun?
Granny, nah, she ain’t in our picture.
Old and young~ heck, that’s no good mixture!
Do message us, if and when you can.
Nobody writes emails, they are….‘also rans.’
Limits on personal words, we know sound crazy.
Least to Grandma, who we know, one day.
Will soon be pushing up those daisies!
So bye, till next year, we’ll send more of these.
We just adore mulling about saying,” Cheese!”
Grandma wastes all her time at a poetry site?
Makes her feel good ~ better than being tight!
Love From All!
“The Cheeze-Its”
12/8/2022
I dream of a right and jolly Christmas
I don’t dream of a white or snowy Christmas
It’s very slippery and treacherous when it snows
To go to church, I wear leather shoes
And it’s easy to fall and get hurt
I don’t want to break your heart
By saying that white Christmas
Isn’t a fun or joyful time. But Midnight Mass
Is of course a joyous time. I love the Xmas carols
The gospel music, the decorations and when the bell tolls
I love a warm and holy jolly Christmas in the sunshine state
Where it’s dry, inviting and nice. It’s like being out on a date
With Mother Nature. The weather is not crabby or gloomy
The children are playing with their gifts and everybody seems happy
I don’t dream of a white or snowy Christmas
Oh Ho Ho Ho! I love a right and jolly Christmas.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Una Navidad Correcta Y Alegre
Sueño con una Navidad correcta y alegre
Nunca sueño con una Navidad blanca o nevada
Es muy resbaladizo y traicionero cuando nieva
Para ir a la iglesia uso zapatos de cuero
Y es fácil caerse y lastimarse
No quiero romper tu corazón
Al decir que esa blanca Navidad
No es un momento divertido o alegre. Pero la misa de medianoche
Por supuesto, es un momento feliz. Me encantan los villancicos
La música góspel, las decoraciones y cuando doblan las campanas
Me encanta una Navidad cálida y alegre en el estado del sol, en Florida
Donde sea seco, atractivo y agradable. Es como tener una cita
Con la Madre Naturaleza. El clima no es malhumorado ni sombrío
Los niños juegan con sus regalos y todos parecen felices
No sueño con una Navidad blanca o nevada
¡Oh, Jo, Jo, Jo! Me encanta una Navidad correcta y alegre.
PD. Traduccíon de ‘ A Right And Jolly Christmas’ por Hébert Logerie
Copyright © diciembre de 2023, Hébert Logerie, Todos los derechos reservados.
Hébert Logerie es autor de varias colecciones de poemas.
On reaching almost eighty,in a position one should be
well endowed with wisdom to pass to generations following behind
There have been so many changes in nearly eight decades of life
that detrimentally affect humankind
Material possessions offered as a gift provide such artificial pleasure,
divert attention from the necessary skills to survive
My presence with the "grandies" when they come here for a visit, walk them in the orchard
talk about flowers seeds and fruit, discuss so many details of how to stay alive
Read a simple story, teach a simple guitar chord or two
some relaxing body massage to help them get through
Cut some stalks of sugar cane for the juice, which they love to suck
Just be there for them whenever they are stuck
And often just to listen as they walk a thorny path, shed a tiny tear
Someone to guide them, to help quell their fear
Intangible moments share each others pleasures, filled with love and joy
Provide long lasting memories from when one was a girl or boy
So when there are birthdays or xmas and they hand out lots of presents
they know there will be none from grandpa, his presents are his presence
All the Ladies love spring flowers
Believe in fairies dancing in the wood
Cupid arrows has their name on
Daisy chains as signs of love
Every lady loves fresh flowers
For birthdays or just true love
Gardens bright with daffodils
Hedgehogs waking for the spring
In an ancient wood blue bells flower
Just strolling in them makes you smile
Kiddies checking buttercups , if butter is their cup of tea
Ladies plucking petals, he loves me, he loves me not
Make believe hidden grottos
Never knowing if April showers will wet you to your skin
Old man river trunbles slowly
People punting and birds a singing
Quintessential English springs
Raining when the weather wants to
Sunny when you give me that smile
Tank tops worn as the weather warms you
Umbrella's at the ready
Village greens with cricket pitches made ready for a day's play
Willow on to leather and then a cup of tea
Xmas thoughts have been forgotten on this spring day
Zig zagging swallows in the skys.
comp entry 11/04/2016
Aloof brother concedes duty evaded...
Foremost gratitude heavenly indebted,
jumbling kindling, linkedin mourning
numbness overlaid, pervaded, quashed,
routed thoroughly undermined vibrant
warbling, when xing yesterday's youth
zigzagging, accompanying blitzkrieg
cleaving deafeningly exploding,
formative grim homelife, indelibly
jabbing kid, (little me) nonstop,
overwhelming progeny, quintessentially
robbing, stunting, tormenting
unrelentingly vitality wrenching,
why xyst, zapping assiduousness,
begetting, crushing, destroying essential
fortitude, generating grievousness,
hellacious intractable joylessness,
kneading loneliness, murdering nascent
opportunistic potential, quiet, reserved,
timid, untested voiceless x years,
zilch accomplishments, boyhood
cheated, dieted, extremely famished,
gifted hirsute heir, ill, jettisoned
kippered lunkhead mealy mouthed,
nerdy, outlier psychologically quartered,
repressed self, tamped universal vitality,
withheld Xmas yearnings, zapped
animalistic basic cravings, denied
endeavoring fulfillment, gouged hole
inside, jawboned, kept lid mentally,
nixed opportunities, pronouncedly
quarantined, rabidly snatched tasting
ultimate vibrant x2c, yanked zipline,
aborting bequeathed capacity depriving
eats, forever ghosting hated individual,
jackknifing, kickstarting livingsocial
mortgaged, never ordained physical
quests, ruined self, thoughtfulness
vanquished, worthiness Xrayed,
yabadabadoo zone agitated
beyond crafting development,
executed firstrate glorious human,
impounded jailed kindred love,
manifested nebbish, obliged pleasing
quirky ridiculous travesty, unleashed
vapid wretchedness, xyz, attempted
bizarre concoction, decoding
essentially fruitless, go head issue
joker kick.
‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.
The ground was bare of snow or ice,
The sky was clear of reindeer.
But Buba Claus was loading his sleigh,
Real high, with good stout Yule beer?
Buba Claus was out in force,
His NRA cronies in tow,
To fill naughty radicals stockings,
With tiny bits of coal.
Cigars dangled from their lips,
A spittoon he placed by their feet,
And, before the sleigh rose off the ground;
They tossed in another side of beef.
Each carnivore, they laughingly swore;
Would have their fill this year,
And Bambi blanched as He flew by,
While Teddy Bears ran in fear!
Over New Canaan His courses flew,
Past the homes of vegetarians;
And down their chimneys they did toss;
The views of Libertarians!
And when the last haunch was placed,
Upon the spits of the mighty,
His spat his cud of gnarly gum,
Into the spittoon real tidy!
Then he flew off with a Ho, Ho, Ho,
And, not the ones for plowing
Cause Buba Claus had his own ideas
Of all Santa’s sissy endowings!