Short Celebrants Poems

Short Celebrants Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Celebrants by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Celebrants by length and keyword.


Premium Member Let Them Overindulge


       Wedding celebrants at times ecstatic
                  singing, dancing acrobatic

	Let them overindulge in fun
                  last chance ~ before life’s loaded gun
Form: Couplet


Premium Member Heavenly Hosts

My hosts are heavenly
Diamonds in the sky
Celebrants shine, revealed
  Tuxes, tails, bow-ties

Dainty hors doeuvres
Sparkling champagne
Palatial glows the galaxy
  Bows to bygone royalty
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member January--Revised



Junction of old and new
Journey begins this month
Junk those old calendars
Joyful celebrants meet
Jackets replaced with coats
Jack Frost brings icy blasts
Journal’s blank pages wait
Form: Pleiades

Premium Member Happy 2025

Melting away is the year 2024.
We powered through or failed, but the hour is no more.
For the New Year celebrants, tonight gives no clue, 
But I wish a year of happiness to everyone of you.
          Happy New Year.
Form: Rhyme

Red Pepper

Red pepper is a kind fire
burning without flames
causing eyes to rain without clouds
sitting on own cool hot  stool
never causing wild bush-fire
giving suckling babies hot raw deals
but raising appetites of celebrants
cruel in hands of enemies


Premium Member At Home for Christmas

At Home for Christmas

Fake pine, unfolding bagged branches,
           expressive string of lights attached.
All ornaments unwrapped, three spaced
             mid-tree, Ricky & Lucy - foremost.
Resound of the season - reason
      the celebrants take time for fair Christ.
Form: Sijo

Premium Member We Toast Our Success

The New Year warms up
     The old one winds down
  Celebrants don their apparel
     The good news to herald

  Will the songs be the same
     Will the jokes be as lame
  Will we toast our success
     Then drink to excess...

  Rituals help us mark
     Our annual milestone in time
  So, on the 31st of December
     I sneak into bed before nine
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Fifth of July

The Fifth of July

The noise is over now
celebrants nurse their foolishness
a small dog peeks out from under a bed
children sleep fitfully above.
Ah, the Fifth of July
battle strewn lawns show evidence
of our independence.
The acrid scent of fireworks lingers
mingled in wisps of fading smoke.
Birds warily peek from the trees.
“The Spirit of Seventy Six”
awakening from freedom’s festival.


John G. Lawless
©7/5/2019

Premium Member Christmas In July

Nobody really knows when Jesus was born. He may not necessarily have been a Capricorn. For as long as anyone around can remember, we have celebrated His birthday on the twenty-fifth of December. Here is something historians and theologians can’t deny: Our Savior may have been born during the month of July. If so, we celebrants won’t freeze in the snow and ice. We would have sunshine and warm breezes. Wouldn’t that be nice?
Form: Rhyme

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