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Poems of the Season


Poems of the season shared with fun and good cheer in mind!

For those who celebrate Christmas and for those who don't, I wish you all safe and happy times with your respective loved ones. 

I wrote this little collection of Christmas inspired verse wearing reindeer antlers just to get into the spirit of things. HO, HO, HO!


Stocking Time

I awoke on Christmas morning
And clambered down the stairs
I saw the Christmas stockings
Bulging with presents to spare
I noticed my sister's stocking
Looked slightly larger than mine
I considered swapping them over
But I didn't cross over that line.

Angel on The Tree

I saw her smiling down at me
The angel on our Christmas Tree
She sits aloft with festive lights
I'm glad it's her, I'm scared of heights


The Christmas Catastrophe

Our cat went mad the other night
And attacked our Christmas tree
All the bells and baubles
Were shattered in the spree
And now she sits in contemplation
Amid the scattered decoration
It is a woeful sight to see
A bit of a cat-astrophe...


Mince Tart Heaven
I love mince tarts at Christmas
Parcelled in pastry, so neat
Sticky, gooey, fruity, sweet
A special festive treat


Christmas Is Over
On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me...
-Absolutely nothing!


I'll stop there. I don't want to come down with a bad case of tinselitis...















Comments

  1. I love the image of the antler-wearing poet--maybe there's another poem there! And your first poem made me laugh. How perfectly kid-like to measure your sibling's stocking.

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  2. I am most pleased my poetic efforts made you laugh a little Buffy. Thanks for dropping by and sharing the spirit of the season.

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  3. Have you ever seen the movie "Arthur Christmas"? In it, the elves have a stocking-filling gadget that knows exactly what percentage good you've been this year and fills your stocking that much. So if your sister's stocking is more full than yours...

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    1. I have not seen the film Tabatha, but the idea of measuring your percentage of goodness and using this to apportion stocking size does have something to recommend it.

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  4. I loved "The Christmas Catastrophe" best. The cat sitting in contemplation made me snort! So truly cat-like!

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    1. Glad you had a chuckle Mary Lee. A bit of fun and frivolity at Christmas is joy itself.

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  5. What a fun collection of Christmas poems! "The Christmas Catastrophe," takes the plum pudding award-and I like your lively green and red type too. Thanks, Merry Christmas!

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    1. I like the plum pudding award idea Michelle. That traditional pudding is a favourite of mine on Christmas day. Today will be no different...
      What is a celebration without some unintended consequence occurring, so the Christmas Catastrophe poem would fit right in. Merry Christmas to you too.

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  6. I hope you had the jolliest of holidays! These poems certainly add to the festive atmosphere! Fortunately our dog is old and just contemplates without too much catastrophe!

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    1. Thanks Kay. Trust you also had a jolly time too. We too have a peaceful puppy. she doesn't get ruffled by the festive frivolity. I'm glad my little verses hit the mark.

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