Most Commented Holidays Poems (355)

See the two birds soar
weightless in the wind,
floating like the butterfly
forever and ever to ascend
shrinking in sky so heavenly blue...

Blue for me,
blue for you...

Towards the sun they glide,
streaming in the autumn breeze,
effortlessly in undisputed flight,
while we stroll below them in our ease
along our garden path...

You pick a flower for me,
and I one for you...

Soft petals descend into the wind,
we wish for our own wings to fly,
like the gulls above us flapping feathers,
for now we can only gaze and sigh
that our love will carry us away...

A feather floats down for me,
and a soft downy one for you...

Ants, apples, automobiles
Bees, bread, beds
Cranberry Sauce, colors, cattle
Dad, diamonds, deer
Evergreens, eating, ears
Friends, family, feasting
Grass, gals, Germany
Hope, hands, healing
Icecream, icicles, integrity
Jackolaterns, joy, Jupiter
Kindness, keys, Korea
Lights, love, land
Meat, memory, mashed potatoes
Noodles, night, new
Oranges, openness, olives
Potatoes, people, playing
Quotes, questions, queens
Rainbows, rain, random acts of kindness
Stars, sunsets, suprises
Television, teachers, time
Umbrellas, unconditional love, U2
Violins, victory, voices
Water, wellness, watermelon
Xtra food, xylophones, X Factor
Yams, youtube, you
Zombies, Zero, ZZ Top

I hang you up
You are so special
Each of you have a different meaning
The fish ornament I made in second grade in 1976
The 50 year old ornaments I rescued from my parent's auction
White House ornaments from the around 2005
Ornaments from my brother moving out of his house in 2006
A Simpson's ornament from Burger King
An ornament I found in the trash
An angel with my middle name on it
A school house from Jennifer, a 6th Grader in 1995
Plain red, blue, gold, silver, and green ornaments
Hockey puck from the Dubuque Fighting Saints
Snoopy on skis
Cartman and Stan from SouthPark
Candy canes
Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer, how I could relate to you
Santa
Snowman and Snowwoman
You all hang on my artifical tree
I bought it with my starter ornaments, lights, and garland in 1996
So this will be the 18th Christmas for my 5 and a half foot tree
My light will be blinking in 10 different patterns for all to see

I have gotten some good Christmas presents in the past
I have my U2 album from my brother
My majic record from my sister
My 8 track stereo from my mom and dad
The weight bench I used from Janurary to May of 1984
The packer hat
The shark game
National Geographic from 1986 to the present
The tape player I recorded music, my voice, and tv shows
I wish I could remember them all
I was just happy that someone remembered me
That someone took the time to think of me and give me a gift
I even got a Bevis and Butthead tshirt from my nephew
I got all my gifts wrapped and under my tree
DVDs, CDs, gift certificates, a calendar
I do my shopping on November 1
I started my shopping back when I was in seventh grade
I got the money from 15 muscrat traps
My dad did most of the work
I made about 200 dollars from this
That amount is still around what I spend to this day

Though I celebrate Christmas and you may celebrate something else,
may the pillars of goodness and love in all faiths serve as foundations
for bridges of knowledge and understanding to be built toward compassion.
Rejoice! Darkness is bent toward light by winter’s solstice transformations.

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To all those individuals behind monikers with profiles set
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each of you should know that your kind words are valued
and your feedback heard, most gratefully, word for word.

To all of the poets and others who read, to a poster’s delight,
and take time to leave comments, your appreciation to show
(for it is through your kind comments each poet does grow),
I wish you Happy Holidays and bid you a peaceful good-night.

Light now the fires that warm the hearth;
Mistress Winter dons her long white gown.
Light now the candle of remembrance,
for another year has circled around.

See the faces of those here gathered,
for love, too, can make the cold hearth warm.
Huddle all near and share your stories,
for outside blows the first winter storm.

Make now your peace and speak forgiveness.
In your sweetest voice, sing Yuletide song.
Grab and hold dear these precious moments,
for ne’er again shall they come along.

Recognize that the cold grey landscape,
holds bits of ourselves that change or die.
There in the stillness we find our truth;
new bits of wisdom that never lie.

Remember, release, then joyful be
this festive, unfolding Solstice night.
A new path before us - blessed be!
The past sleeps covered in Winter’s white.

The mist gently caressed the hilltops,
like roving hands on a lovers breasts.

The river sang to the pipers tune,
from the morn until the noon.

New builds stood alongside old,
relinquishing not,
lest their luck did not hold.

Many a shade of green stood boldly,
on horizons of stories unfolding.

The boat swayed gently on the loch,
to yeats poems of faires
and children lost.

His loves lament hung in the air,
as if it was his silent prayer.

Oh Ireland with all your mysteries
and beautiful tunes.
Your stories of fairies and leprechaun's,
I will for sure visit you again.

For the lure of greens
and songs and prayers
will linger for many a long year.

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Here's sending
all you beautiful people,
the very best to finish this
year, while i also take this
opportunity, to wish you
all health,happiness
and prosperity,
for 2012
xxxx
xx
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nnn

Many may spend this season
longing for the laughter and
communion of family and
friends
Many may pour through photo
albums recalling happier times
or wishing their mate or fantasy
lover would be sharing a cup of
hot chocolate in front of a crackling
fire
But even more may find themselves
gazing at those same old walls and
taking that familiar walk accross that
cold lonely bridge
We may feel we have lost lifes best
and the torturous long hellish years
haven't amounted to much and there's
not much left to do but feed the animals
and go to bed
But there is no loneliness for the true
lover of life
Only the wicked are truly alone for they
have no qualities or character to recomend
them to the land of the living
But the love for others breeds a glowing
joy deep within that finds a thousand
possibilities in every breath of life
It is always christmas for those who
love
Silver bells are the song of the soul
Imagination is a sleigh ride into an
exploding galaxy
Never mind that others can't see it..
It is a gift from heaven to you.
We shall dance on the rings of Saturn
Santa's got a brand new bag****

You better watch out
You better not cheat
You better not pig out
I'm telling you why
Santa Scale is coming to town
Santa Scale is coming to town
Santa Scale is coming to town
He's making a list
He's checking it twice
He's gonna find out whose fat or fit
Santa Scale is coming to town
Santa Scale is coming to town
Santa Scale is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've eaten fruit or cake
So you better be good for goodness sake