Christmas Verse Poems

two years ago, on Christmas eve,
i made an appeal and stood in your court
i asked you to revoke my status-
from a stranger to a lover,...

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White lace cascades,
string beads of light
fall from a quiet sky.

There’s a soulful eye-gaze—
not quite seen,
but deeply felt—
as if the night itself is watching,
studying the stars,
navigating...

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When the Language Merge**

I walked into Bobby Department Store and yelled, “Where are the Jamaicans and Barbadians?” This might sound a little strange to most...

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Upon a grassy hill, so long ago,
our lovely, old Victorian-style home
was built in eighteen eighty-six, aglow
with cozy rooms and firesides burning bright. 
So charming were...

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Ring ting ting-a-ling,
Its that jolly old fat man
With a belly full of jelly,
And that jingle from long long ago...
Ding-dong, ding-dong--
It's that sleigh of reindeer who...

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The home where Chella grew up, in the ghetto of Liberty City Florida, had beige carpets so old that pieces of the tuft and twirl...

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They rise and sparkle and crackle,
Shaming the nakedness of the skies
And the city, with one frightful flame of
Youth,
Burning with the zest of
Seasonal lore.
At Christmas, they...

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Christmas is a long song sung in winter,
An epic poem written with white quill feather pen and
Gold ink, and on clouds of paper,
Beginning from a...

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I met Zara on a neural-linked dating app—
Her profile was unlike any I’d seen.
Persian eyes, starlit skin, a gaze coded to perfection.
My heart, still human,...

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Out in the streets,
A Church bell cries
Under a misletoe,
A couple shares a delightful surprise

Marking the advent of dusk
Streetlights ignite
Flaunting the excitements 
Of the christmas that...

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What’s wrong with me? I’ve been asking myself this all week.
Anyone who knows me will tell you that I weigh questions coldly and logically. Then...

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My love, it looks like summer days with a bit of shade. 
Singing birds dancing upon your grace
Rainbows are crying at the beauty that you...

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In January, the kaboom of fireworks
Redefining glitter above us: What if
The sky was pink, should purple rain besmirch us
Yet, don a cheer for New Year.

In...

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red linen table cloths with white lace overlays
sprinkles of confetti shaped like snowflakes
evergreen plaid napkins rolled into a Santa napkin holder
Holly berry china, only brought...

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Sometimes
I want to melt
with the morning—
ride the sun,
swing to the clouds,
sing in your voice
just once.

I never actually told you
how I adored
those few soft hairs
that escaped
the...

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