Short Christmas Tree Poems

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


Premium Member The Grinch

The Grinch 
Didn’t move an inch.
His wife yelled, "If you don't decorate the Christmas tree, 
I'll bite your knee."
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Clerihew


Christmas Tree Sex

its was that night
under the tree light
in my head i felt light
my boby got passion weT
i confess
IT WAS
CHRISTMAS  TREE SEX

Douglas Fir

On the tall table
Resides a small Christmas tree
With a Santa hat
When his eyes open to show
The vacant stare of plastic
Form: Tanka

Christmas Tree Candy

as lights blink
the candy sinks
the hang like  a leap
on this small or tall
make you feel dandy
its
CHRISTMAS TREE CANDY

Christmas

Anticipation
Stockings hung on the mantle
Christmas tree in lights
Children nestled in their beds
Santa arrives, Ho, Ho, Ho
© Larry Belt  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Premium Member For One Liners 6: Anagram

This season, I miss my family. Our MERRIEST CHATS were near the CHRISTMAS TREE.

Written Dec. 11, 2015 (anagrams in bold print)
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Christmas Alone

room reverberates with silence a decorated Christmas tree
Form: Monoku

Christmas Tree Candy

our Christmas is wide
goes to sides sides
it wink s and blinks
it fill something
very sweet  and dandy
its
CHRISTMAS TREE
CANDY

Yoly

She sat by the Christmas tree
Call out our names
Gave us our gifts
Every season, the same.
Mom now sits,
At the right side of God.

Bigcity Christmas Tree

its comming soon
so watch the  moon
as it bloom
it.ll be tall
over the wall
also time of year
very heavenly
BIG CITY
CHRISTMAS TREE

City Christmas Tree

it comes very tall
biggest the a wall
to stand
with your hand
in your pocket
like a socket
ND WATCH FOR FREE
THE
city christmas tree

Emmm Good

candy canes hanging
on each and ev'ry pine bough...
a pallets delight


*written for Andrea Dietrichs Haiku Me A Christmas Tree contest.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member CHRISTMAS TREE

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ evergreen needles whisper low, tinsel dreams in candles glow~ silent gifts untold
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Mistletoe

hanging mistletoe

    decorates the entryway....

           a kiss is stolen





for Andrea's "Haiku me a Christmas Tree" contest
Form: Senryu

The Family Christmas Tree

we or like heaven
its more than seven
we pick and git
its so heavely
with blinking lights
lights up the night
THE  FAMILY CHRISTMAS
TREE

Premium Member Gormless

A lack of forward planning raised a question just for me What kind of numpty vacuums… THEN sets up the Christmas tree?
Form: Couplet

Christmas Tree Lights

they come in white and blue
some yellow too
they blink
some sink
and do it they wink
he lights s stays on and on
day on night
CHRISTMAS TREE LIGHTS

Christmas Tree

Christmas Tree

Our Savior was born and loved the men nailed Him to it. 

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    January 17, 2010

Poetic form: Monoku
Form: Monoku

Nature's Lit Tree....

Early morning rainfall,

       followed by the mid-day sun

       dew filled pine and fir limbs

       light up like a christmas tree......

Mistral Winds

Humble
before the sea

Steady 
within the gale

Intrepid
among the waves

Thankful
—as tides return

(Christmas Tree Island:  May, 1991)

Christmas Tree Shopping

we're looking
my minds cooking
try to fine that pine
thats not to tall
are small
but won't fall
we bopping and hopping
CHRISTMAS TREE SHOPPING

Christmas Notice

The Malls are filled with Christmas trees
And every one will make me sneeze
No frosty spray
Will save the day
Zealots dub it, "Lumberjack Wheeze".
Form: Limerick

Mom and Dad On Christmas Eva Night

they stay up
to fill the cups
sit by the christmas tree
listen and sing jinglee
its there face  light
that so bright
MOM AND DAD
ON CHRISTMAS EVA NIGHT

Premium Member Glowing Lights

The beauty of a Christmas tree

Is such an enchanting sight.

Glowing lights that we see

Make our spirits bright

And dispel the darkest night.

The Joy of Birth the Sorrow of Death

I saw the face
of the Madonna weeping
superimposed on the Christmas tree
tears for the joy of Christ's birth
tears for the sorrow of Christ's death.

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