Sled Poems - Poems about Sled

Off the sled

On the night before Christmas got here,
Santa relapsed, got into the beer.
You might think he’s a saint;
after twelve, though, he ain’t.
On a rampage, he shot up the deer. 

Only Rudolph did make an escape;
the elves bandaged him up with some tape.
To get out of the mess,
they called up UPS,
“Can Brown please get us out of

We Kids Sled

We kids sled
past the home of so-long-ago.
We kids wear
snow-black boots and warm
mittens. We kids sled,
on a cold sunny day,
across the Vale’s backyard;
    Old-timers let
    us kids sled
through flurried laughter,
cheeks frozen-red,
and out all day,
     it seemed.
What was Mom doing,
I wonder? I wish I could
dust off the

Dead sled ahead

So its sled dead..Ahead!
E V's get ice'd with outage
The tortoise smiles long.'

Red Cheeks on a Sled

She discovered sledding when she was three or four
We used to put her on with us, but then she got independent
I think she was five and a half when she wanted to “go alone”.
I am big, she told us. Not to us, but we allowed it.
She did not want to come in for hot chocolate

Sleepy Girl

A sleepy little girl once said
she’d like to stay at home in bed
	they said she’d miss the fun
	with sledding just begun
so she jumped up quickly instead

The Sled Driver

once an aged cab driver named fred 
whose snout shined very dainty red 
got a call from a bar
placing an elf in car
making him escort santa's sled 

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Written: November 27, 2022

A Funny Christmas or December 
Holiday Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin

One Winter

One Winter
David J Walker
It is a drifter
	Named winter 
Who never
	Keeps promises 

One winter 
I moved into an igloo
In the front yard
But only for an afternoon until
Mother called us in for hot cocoa 

I loved to sled 
I loved to stand at the window pain 
And watch freezing rain turn to snow
Making me think of sledding
And

The Sleds They Go

We used to walk through the winter snow, 
Our feet treading high, we are stomping our way. 
My sister was by my side.  We were ready to have the fun we know, 
She holds my hand as we cross the bridge.  
We walked up the hills to the top of its peak. 
Our

Covered Sled

I remember how it felt to be
Roused from my cozy bed,
To be driven to our country school
In that big covered sled.

Daddy hitched it to his favorite team,
His powerful Prince and Teddy,
With drifts of snow where cars can't go,
That valiant pair was ready.

We had a little kerosene stove
And robes so thick and warm,
To keep us from

The Orange Slipper Sled

Winters in Kansas have deep snow
One Christmas my "Bro" and I  got
A present given to us both
Which then it seemed happened a lot!  

It was an orange plastic sled
But we thought about a cool stunt
Using cardboard and some stiff wire
We made a cover for the front
 
It looked like an orange slipper
But for

Santa's Silent Sled

Santa’s Silent Sled

Santa's silent sled slid slowly over the soft snow
Over the soft snow Santa's silent sled slowly slid.
If the soft snow on which Santa slid his slow sled
Melted, how would Santa slowly slide his silent sled?

           11/19/2007

For Alliteration Poetry Contest
by Joseph May

My Celestial Sled

I was looking at the starry sky
When past a comet sped.
Oh, how I wished I could
Attach to it a sled.

I'd hurtle through the universe
Such things would I see,
Planets never seen before
And distant galaxies.

I could watch a super nova
Dodge pulsars cosmic rays,
And marvel at planetary rings
As I toured the milky way.

I could fly through a nebula
As

Sled Dog

Wind whipped his face, the dogs, they ran
Across bleak-white ice and snow,
Paid in cash by Rand McCorchoran
To Dawson, he would go.
Delivering mail, medicine, and booze
To a town still on the grow,
Earning tips from richer folk
Prospectors flush with gold

But the briefest hint of red arose
Catching his cold glance,
Broke the passage of the miles
Broke the driver’s trance.
The

Sparky Steals the Sled

Winter knocking at my door bringing its presence
Trees boughs drooping with weight of its omnipresent 

Crystal flakes glide down from heaven unspoiled and white
Very quietly alight in the silent night

Noses and cheeks left frozen with its crimson touch
Our knees knocking and teeth chattering they won’t hush

With its ambiance brought considerable fun
Sleds are out for a

My Celestial Sled

I was looking at the starry night
When past a comet sped.
Oh, how I wished I could
Attach to it a sled.

I'd hurtle through the universe
Such things would I see,
Planets never seen before
And distant galaxies.

I could watch a super nova,
Dodge pulsars cosmic rays
And marvel at planetary rings,
As I toured the milky way.

I could fly through a nebula
As

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