Holiday Seasons Poems | Examples
These Holiday Seasons poems are examples of Seasons poems about Holiday. These are the best examples of Seasons Holiday poems written by international poets.
Summer is a time of wanderlust and fun with long days and warm nights
A season to enjoy the outdoors as we cultivate our many gardens of life
The days are now getting shorter as nature slowly starts to rest into slumber
Hummingbirds take their last sip of nectar before their fall departure
Leaves start to transform from green into bright crimson, orange and gold
Gardens deliver their last bounty then rest as they become brown and drab
It will soon be fall, a season of anticipation of the upcoming holiday season
Homes decorated in harvest décor in gold and rust and with orange pumpkins
Season of giving is here for all
naughty or nice it does not matter
fun laughter joy and a lot of chatter
singing in front of a tree so tall
Season of cheering is here for all
bringing in the new year with fun
no matter the location, it is done
raising glasses as count down call
Two holidays where most come together
holiday season that brings the most cheer
no matter the choice; spirit, wine, or beer
unity out weighs any forecasted weather
Being present during the holiday gatherings
for those who enjoy the holidays cheer for all
potlucks only, but most stomachs take the fall
same time next year in if anyone's wondering.
Festivals of Lights and Beauty
~ Season of Spirituality
On this majestic month of May,
The clouds have conspired with the sun in a mist of golden gray,
Like a toxic forbidden love that fights to stay,
Wishing to birth magic yet creating an agonizing flurry of disarray,
Burnt barks that run under my raven slippers,
To great distances drenched in distressed heavens,
Turning hazel hardwood to grow weary and wet,
To a tender, dull mossy carpet.
Now under the violet visions, with the waters amongst the sand,
Lay the silent infestation of invisible insects on a holiday land,
Blazing on our skin,
Making us itch like a physical sin,
Leaving a searing within.
The alchemist too can’t tell where to begin,
Why does such love have to be a battling pain that wins?
Either pour a flood or flash luminosity,
Dangling doors standing against the raining in summer days,
A hopeless spar, but I am tempted to jump in for a swim,
Nature’s gym.
….. My thoughts have derailed,
But the empress of the sea prevailed,
With oils that bind to her heart,
And clarity that shall never depart.
So what more do I need on the logs that stand in this prickly cave?
Winter knocked
but no one answered.
Since Summer went on holiday
and Spring is still in bed.
Autumn hears but is sunk so deeply,
so comfortably
into the pumpkin colored easy chair
that it cannot be bothered
to get up and relinquish
the leaves off the trees
or the puffs of dandelion seeds
or the ghost of a warm breeze
which haunts the days.
So, Winter knocks in vain.
Snowflakes and palm trees
unlikely to meet
And yet they embellish
my beautiful street
Okay, so they’re lighted
of plastic design
Their message still carries
a message divine
That joy and that peace
can incense the air
And even when different
climates compare
Snowflakes in spirit
can always survive
Especially when needed
to keep love alive
JOY, JOY, JOY
Joy
to the
world! It is
the joyous time
of the year. Fretting,
dragging are not allowed.
Smile, jump, shake, shake, shake.
Shake the weight off your shoulder, stop
carrying it. Open your heart to faith, open your
mind to hope, welcome joy with spring in
your steps, enthusiasm, start acts of
greetings, a wave, a nod. Be
kind and thankful to lift
your soul. Now,
time for
joy.
JOY
JOY
J O Y
J O Y
J O Y
J O Y
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
12/3/23 Sweet Lady Jane (Marilene Evans)
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 thaw
Braced against the north wind so cold and raw
No Kamikaze diving into a frozen pond
The quickest route through to a life beyond
I need to cut a hole to fish with rod and line
To catch minnows like an Eskimo for my tea time
A sound of crunching from the lake what can it be
I fly over the marsh to take a look and see
Two swans are on the salt lagoon a winter wonderland
I watch from the sluice gate where the water is damned
The leaders pushing through the thick sea ice
Slowly inching forward, heroic self-sacrifice
Jet propulsion is required, web feet redesigned
Whilst tail end Charlie swims serenely behind
The Buntings skating through the reeds ask me to stay
But I've frost bitten feathers and don't want to play
The brochure promised beaches and sunshine every day
I am flying further south for my next Seaside holiday
Keyhaven Marshes, 17th January 2023
A late October rain with the wind rowdy
grey skies overcast and storm clouds full
Dampness to the bone feels muggy
the earth becomes soggy as the rain flows
Raining slow and steady, pitter-patter
raindrops splatter hinting of winter's breathe
The coolness will remain...
Halloween beckons the evenings darken quickly now
weary of slight shadows in a eye's glimpse
Weather for witches with black cats purring
jack o lanterns crooked smiles
Goblins and ghost and everything spooky
makes the holiday candy the sweetest treats
all hitching within a late October rain.
Golden season, leaves falling to fade
They give shine to the bounding glade
On the streets, like carpets they lie
Where charmed hearts and sweet lovers walk by
On nearby fields, the happy children play
With their kites like a holiday
While the light of the clear blue sky
Paves the way for the dimness to dry
On the fields, not so faraway
Golden grains of diligence sway
They heave high, and they bend and they flick
For, it's time for such bounty to pick
Appreciate some time out for annual holidays.
Unify with friends, or bask in warm sun rays.
Go and visit attractions, or a far flung beach.
Unfamiliar places you must travel to reach.
Summer days shorten, soon it will be fall.
The most colorful season of them all!
January Cold
Freezing
Wheezing
February Valentine's Woe’s
Dating
Waiting
March Rainbow
Find pot
Gold sought
April Showers
Powers
Flowers
May Migration
Hummer
Comer
June Summer Night
Night Loons
Full Moons
July Fireworks
Dogs fear
Bombs near
August Humid Day
Sweaty
Fretty
September Trees
Leaves fall
Bares all
October Haunted House
Fright night
Ghost white
November Turkey Jerky
Quick swoop
Flown Coop
December Holiday Shopping
Online
Devine
No matter the frost of a cold Winter’s night
No matter a white laden snow
A season is more than a calendar’s right
It’s more than a snowball to throw
And though there’s a flower to welcome in Spring
A breeze that is kissed by the sun
It’s not just the breezes that touch everything
To make the world’s hearts beat as one
For though beaches beckon to shuffle the sand
When Summer indeed takes a bow
And Fall contemplates on the harvest at hand
There is yet another somehow
At holiday time, yet not checked by a date
A season there is high above
At Christmas for sure but it’s never too late
Rejoice in the season of love
poetic trilling of joyful greedy song birds in summer
faded pink male cardinals swoop and flip
running red squirrel flashes tail
excited white-tailed deer knocks down bird feeder
mushy wet birdseed is now on the ground
bashed in red feeder lies limp and helpless
october transmogrifies rapidly into december
holiday activities are keeping farmers busy
wife is not filling feeders as diligently
snuggly nights get longer and darker
ice and snow brings in frost from the north
squirrels are in hiding now
feeder is emptying fast
hoggish crows, cardinals and wrens
blue jay watches and waits, uninvited
big birds
guinea hens
pimping
Fall down
Winter up
spring forward
autumn
turning leaves
colorful