Holiday Personification Poems

Traffic is slow.
In the drizzle
the holiday crowd complain and grizzle.

Magpies and currawongs are carolling.

The morning is silvery now.
A heavy sky bends down,
dropping diamonds 
wetly on...

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Fishing Holiday

A kingfisher sitting on the old harbour wall
Listening to the geese from the mud flats call
I'm here for some sea fishing until after the...

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Wild, old dog singing everyday
It does not have a holiday 
Singing songs about other's glow 
Like, it does not have gleam to show 

It sings...

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I found you in the market
Your eyes lit up with a glow
I sat you on the pouch
Putting on a show
With ghosts and goblins
Laughing and screaming
The...

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Dear July Fourth,

When I was a kid, I thought so much of you,
And every year I looked forward to your arrival.
To be honest, at the...

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Well, my left sided hand just isn’t my fave, 
I don’t let it do anything,
If there’s ever a contest of “Who is the best?”, 
My...

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To Whom it may concern:

I have known him since birth and beyond.  I also knew his parents who were very Godly people in a...

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This is my first time to spend Christmas
With your gracious family whom I belong…
Festive spirit I feel as expressed by every lad and lass
Especially that...

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Being a God-blessed Coffee tree
I have a privilege status in my country
Aside from being functionally free
I’m sought-out as Christmas fixture for December glee.

This year, I’m...

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Dear Santa Claws, please bring me a new catnip mousey; my old one has so many holes that the nip won’t stay in and I...

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Hello. My name is Nicholas, and you can call me Nick. I also must tell you about Matthew, and you can call him Mat. I...

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I am MacDougal's parrot, he taught me how to speak,
    Whenever i repeat an obscene word, he chides, excuse your beak.
 ...

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I’m so nervous, it’s that time again
     Gotta get ready, go out there and shine, shine, shine!
And I don’t have much...

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A DECEMBER TO REMEMBER 
Roy Mokoena

Who will I be without number twelve, 
Time for gatherings and restoration of relations,
A lot of festivities but my birthday...

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King of the castle
Proud and arrogant
Prowls at night
Spends days alternating
Stretching and sleeping
Following that perfect
Internal clock for feeding times
Totally content with the dullest routine
Dreading jolly interruptions
Those...

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