Christmas Tree Poems | Examples
These Christmas Tree poems are examples of Tree poems about Christmas. These are the best examples of Tree Christmas poems written by international poets.
They dressed me up in tinsel
and lametta I recall
stood me in a corner
not as a wallflower
I was the belle of the ball
but now my needles shedding
the moment I've been dreading
limp lonely forgotten neglected
not long before I'm ejected
and two weeks later here am I
a sad and sorry sight to behold
enough to make one cry
discarded by the side of the road
wasting away out in the cold
alas this is the fate awaits us
to make the children smile
here today gone tomorrow
born to sparkle but for a while
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Jubilant seasons come anytime on your way
Using an evergreen bush and tree everyday
Nice for dresses, foods, drugs, decors, display
In December, it’s a Christmas tree, hooray!
Pick the best types based on purpose
Elegant perfume, air-freshener’s scent for your nose
Rake the seeds for your home landscape, I propose.
the silver birch
it likes to hide
so as you search
at eventide
you find it there with many friends
playing poker through the night
the common oak
a wise old man
an aging folk
since time began
grandfathers of the forest they
speak myth and folklore when they can
the sycamore
with helicopter seeds
sets out its store
among the weeds
then grows to be big and strong
from people’s picnics on which it feeds
the horse chestnut
is the conker tree
the children’s favourite
but too spikey
until they are ready later on
and why kids were late home for tea
the yew
is old
and grew
so slow
its age is in millennia
and battles from the archer’s bow
the hawthorn
its blossom white
and at dawn
as if it snowed all night
then all too soon the white has gone
a desperate case of bad stage fright
the conifer
fir, spruce and pine
a regular
likes mead and wine
to keep it warm in winter then
comes into homes at Christmas time
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I
am
a green
Christmas
tree aglow blinking in the
darkest night
decorated with lights and ribbons
angelic star at the top
and gifts at the base.
I see smile on each and every face
in the happy season of love
when the light of hope shines
bright and spreads the festive magic in the cold air
as the wafting snowflakes weave motifs outside
the joy of warmth from inside of me I share
with you
so deeply
immersed
delighted
in merry
Xmas time
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A Conifer
A
Blue Spruce
Born from a cone
Green leaves shaped like needles
Inhale deep draughts carbon dioxide
Provide places for wrens and chickadees to hide
Sticky sap exuded from the bark leaves a fragrant scent
Cones fall to the ground, the seeds of the next generation
Brown branches support long strands of twinkling Christmas lights
Gnarled
Trunk
With
Bony
Fingers
Of
Roots
The world was charged with the atmosphere
Of love and warmth as Christmas drew near
Greeting each other across the globe
From country to country, from home to home
WhatsApp and SMS and mobile phones
Tik-Toks and emails and others, who knows
Wishing peace and wishing joy
Sending hugs in a loving call
‘Tis the season that sends through
His message that He came for you!
Beyond the greetings and the tree
Beyond the warmth we may feel
Eternal love laid down His life
Offered a Gift that none would die
A Gift that pardons man his sin
To live among us, to help us win
Re-uniting God and man!
To overcome the devil’s plan.
Who can separate us now?
Who can come against His love?
It’s time to ponder on these things
The Christmas wonder as it brings
How God and man can reconcile
Through Jesus Christ; His sacrifice
Who gives His Spirit to live inside
To teach us how to pray and fight.
Christ from Christmas to the Cross
Love that came to save the lost.
Oh, what marvel-who can tell?
God with us, Emmanuel!
Cranberry garlands the Christmas tree
Piña empanadas and gifts of filigree
Children’s faces aglow
Kissing ‘neath the mistletoe
Midnight mass tradition with family
Flights have been cancelled call the hotels!
Humbug to last minute changes and jingle bells
Lil black dress doesn’t fit
BYO Test My Drink Kit
It’s pub night with my standby drinking pals
Merry Christmas
Joyeux Noël
Feliz Navidad
Happy Hanukkah
Happy Kwanzaa!
Up on the Christmas tree, cat paws pause
As the tree tilts and eventually falls
Ornaments scatter with lots of noise
But the furry kitty never loses it’s poise
Ho, Ho, Ho animals know
Ho, Ho, Ho animals know
That when the Christmas tree goes up, it’s time
For all the household animals to climb
My little Christmas Tree,
Made of artificial ferns and decorative lights,
It is growing shorter year by year,
Giving company to my shortening stature.
A ong time ago, putting it up was a pleasure,
Kids loved the ambiance, expectation of gifts,
Pictures were taken, lost, and forgotten,
Only survivor me and my lonely tree.
A long time ago, it used to take a few minutes to set it up,
Now it takes hours, who wants to drag the tree box,
Still, when I set it up, I see a twinkle of hope in the lights galore,
Merry Christmas And Happy New Year echoes from its core.
Every year we question whether
we want to put the Christmas tree up
It's a lot of work for a short time
but the joy we feel at the memories
that the ornaments bring back
is definitely worth the trouble!
It is Christmas in a pine grove
Holding vigil in a foxhole
Not an atheist to be found
As artillery shakes the ground
The pines adorned with crystal flecks
And pinecones as ornaments
A cardinal in all its red
Sits atop Tannenbaum's crest
A piece of fruitcake would taste great
(The regifted and given treat)
Sgt. Kilmer's words to this novice
(As I take in this conus coppice)
"Poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree"
A semblance of a Gospel decree
And the "evergreen" nature of the greenery
With these Christmas trees, alone
I open my "C-rats" in my foxhole
Then pen a letter home from Bastogne
I joined the crowd last night to watch
The local Christmas tree
As it officially got lit,
A lovely sight to see.
Although it’s not my holiday,
The festiveness appealed
And as the neighbors gathered ‘round,
That spirit was revealed.
A choir was accompanied
By instruments of brass
And caroled with enthusiasm
No one could surpass.
The park was filled with families,
Hot chocolate in the air,
And in the moonlight, everyone
Was happy to be there.
The Christmas spirit
Is felt in the air
Bare trees and bushes
Are decorated
With Christmas lights lit
Lightening the darkness
Making it brighter
In the darkness shown
The snow on bushes
Looks like cotton puffs
Our Christmas traditions ...
They came across the sea,
From the old, old towns
In the heart of Germany
Sugar and spice - filled
Were the gingerbread men,
Cut by hand ... carefully
As was the tradition then
A wooden nutcracker guards
In a frosted windowpane,
To keep away evil spirits ...
Out wandering down your lane
And, the advent calendar
Which hung on the wall,
The Christmas carols sung
In the home by one and all
Ornaments of blown glass
And the Christmas tree ...
Born in many an old town
... A gift from Germany.