Last Commented Holidays Poems (355)

New year new year, what will it bring? After the christmas cheer, we are all expecting! Would it be promotion, an increase in pay? I hope your resolution, does find its way. Hey, is it marriage, that's on your mind? For me an engagement, would be just fine. I've heard the resolution, to finally quit smoke! This and similiar notions, like kicking the dope! Some want political change, a new look ad ministation. Though it seems strange, it includes the vatican! Babies are big dreams, for many childless couples. Then the numerous teams, hoping to turn tables. Spiritually many want devotion; last year's plan failed. By making new resolutions, they will try again! This year would be: big, winnings in gamble! Some proclaim they "see"! referring to the lotto! Some will be laughing, all the way-to-the bank! Santa came gift giving; is you merchants thank!

The last time I saw Santa
he was hanging out by our tree,
rattling all the Christmas bulbs
while we wiped our eyes to see.

Sure enough he’s a cross-dresser
by don’t let that scare you away.
Nothing wrong with wearing red
and driving off in a sleigh.

Wish I could be with Santa
and give him a helping hand.
I admire his big heart and
his reindeer are nothing
short of grand.

Would take a ride through Central Park;
pay our respects to Washington Square.
Bet you didn’t know that to this day
the remains of at least 20,000 are buried there.

Washington said it best after crossing the Delaware;
He provided the inscription on the arch that says:

Let us raise a standard to which
the wise and the honest can repair.
The event is in the hand of God.

A toast to all the insomniacs
who visit this sight.
Here’s to all your clarity
that surfaces during the night.

We know how to get things done
while all of you sleep.
If you don’t believe me
ask Santa if you’re not too
busy counting sheep.

This is the season to start fasting
Too many a meal of ‘swine and wine’
With all that glazed goose a’basting
Today with only a cup of veggie soup I dine
A few tall glasses of water for ballasting
Bring my scales back across the line
You know it's only me now I’m roasting
When I can’t see my toes when I recline
and I'm not boasting !!

Parisian Christmas


The Christmas lights blaze up on the Champs Elysees

All the nightly glitter and twinkles following beautiful days

Amid the calamity of so many shopping in wild throngs

Through the cool air play all your favorite Christmas songs


Happy people sitting in cafes along the winding street

All scurrying about for those gifts on fast moving feet

Getting dizzy from the spinning lights of the Ferris Wheel

Toasting to each other and getting into that holiday feel


Oh what joys of all those wondrous Parisian sights

A sip of wine here and there enchanting the nights

Your head all a whirl living life the in the Parisian ways

When the Christmas lights blaze up on Champs Elysees

Jesus lay upon a manger
At the age of zero taking gifts from a stranger
The holy miracle of a virgin birth
Forgive me for a chuckle of mirth
Kids all wait for a gift from Santa
Sponsored by Coca Cola and a glass of Fanta
Frost laden trees and a field of snow
Its the driving rain that makes my cheeks glow
I thank you heaven for the gifts of this birth –
A big roast dinner and a week off work.


PS
don't take this too seriously, it's just a laugh.

In open water
No sign of land
Not sinking
Funny
Because I
Don't know how to swim

Water-logged
Egg nogged
More whiskey
Please?
Cheers!

Merry Christmas
From the front line
Almost to the finish
Line
Almost outswam
The sharks

Happy New Year
New attempt
At old resolutions
Viva La Revolucion!

Diamond in the rough
Life is rough
Willow sways
Rarely snapping but
Snapped I have

I am in open water
But the water is
Clear
And the land will
Extend a hand

And I will run along
The beach

The sound of ringing Christmas bells
Is a sound I love so well
Remembering moments when I have heard them in the of past
Those are cherished memory's that will always last
As the old saying goes when a Christmas bell rings
a angel will get his wings
So let the bells sound
and let there be joy all around!

I've checked off, purt near, all the days of the year
From the calendar there on the wall;
Outside here, it's snowing and winter is showing,
That it's close on the heels of the Fall.

The leaves have come down, save the oaks which are brown
All the asters are withered and bare;
This morning at dawn, there was ice on the pond,
And the temperature's dropping out there.

Inside here, it's warm and we don't fear the storm
We've a chuck box so full it won't shut;
There's a big stack of wood and the fire feels good,
To the Mr. and me, and his mutt.

The stock's all been fed and the children put to bed
So we'll sit here awhile I suppose;
We'll review the past year, while we laugh at our fear,
And rejoice in the life that we chose.

It's said Christ was born on a cold winter morn
In a stable with cattle and sheep;
So we're thankful today for things He would say,
And the promise we know He will keep.

When the winter wind whines through the pinon pines
And stirs up the snows of December;
We'll thank God for His Son, all the good things He's done,
And the family and friends we remember.

Were is the Golden Knight?
Did he take flight?
The pen is his steady stead
His poetry is what we miss and need to read!
Is he scrubbing the castle floors?
and polishing all its doors?
He needs to take a break
and pen some poetry for Heavens sake!