Christmas Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#Christmas
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 2:21pm
15th Nov 2024 2:21pm
Woke Up On Christmas Morning
Alex woke up on Christmas morning
and discovered that she had slept
naked in front of the tree
and has a hangover
which was possibly
due to the bash
that was thrown
there last
night.
and discovered that she had slept
naked in front of the tree
and has a hangover
which was possibly
due to the bash
that was thrown
there last
night.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#fiction
#sex
#suffering
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 2:30am
15th Nov 2024 2:30am
This Is What We Let Ourselves Do On Christmas Eve
We each enjoyed some eggnog.
Then, we got naked and humped ourselves.
Quite the true holiday tradition.
Then, we got naked and humped ourselves.
Quite the true holiday tradition.
#Christmas
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 2:18pm
10th Oct 2024 2:18pm
To Give My Husband A Wonderful Christmas Present
Only to give my husband a wonderful
Christmas present is the reason why I allowed
myself to pose naked. You did not say one
thing about posing with that one kid next to you.
Christmas present is the reason why I allowed
myself to pose naked. You did not say one
thing about posing with that one kid next to you.
#Christmas
#dialogue
#fiction
#marriage
#sex
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oldmanG
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 1:36pm
27th Sep 2024 1:36pm
In Too Deep
Kursk(2018)
Too deep to go back
Down below the sea swimming with the
Fish I’ve never seen I must be in the deep
They look at us like we don’t belong here
But we’re in too deep to go back the
Pressure reading seems to be going super high
He reports they say the temp can rise a little bit
We’re in the missile bay surrounded by
Bombs that will blow up the Ocean
I say a prayer my buddy says I don’t believe in God
Temps rise a bomb goes off we torpedoed our own sub
...
Too deep to go back
Down below the sea swimming with the
Fish I’ve never seen I must be in the deep
They look at us like we don’t belong here
But we’re in too deep to go back the
Pressure reading seems to be going super high
He reports they say the temp can rise a little bit
We’re in the missile bay surrounded by
Bombs that will blow up the Ocean
I say a prayer my buddy says I don’t believe in God
Temps rise a bomb goes off we torpedoed our own sub
...
#apocalypse
#Christmas
#Easter #MothersDay
#Easter #MothersDay
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dejure
vick
vick
Poem Published
16th Feb 2024 9:08am
16th Feb 2024 9:08am
A memory of a December
I
was
ABLE
to sit and
WONDER AT
THE LIGHTS ON
THE HUMONGOUS
PLASTIC TREE WITH
SHINY DECORS
I
was
happy
was
ABLE
to sit and
WONDER AT
THE LIGHTS ON
THE HUMONGOUS
PLASTIC TREE WITH
SHINY DECORS
I
was
happy
#happiness
#hope
#Christmas
#Christian
#memories
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
15th Jan 2024 1:48pm
15th Jan 2024 1:48pm
Christmas Day, 2017
The presents are open, the tree is lit,
and we've emptied the giant red socks.
Yesterday's ham is reduced a bit,
but how can you tell if it came with hocks?
The shells are cracked and the filberts chewed
and the refrigerator is stoked.
Soon some more coffee will be brewed
and the woodstove embers lazily poked.
But best in show is that rare Christmas snow
Which fell this year in a civilized way,
and not in a vigorous subzero blow
that moves into town for a two month stay.
Second only to albinos out farming, ...
and we've emptied the giant red socks.
Yesterday's ham is reduced a bit,
but how can you tell if it came with hocks?
The shells are cracked and the filberts chewed
and the refrigerator is stoked.
Soon some more coffee will be brewed
and the woodstove embers lazily poked.
But best in show is that rare Christmas snow
Which fell this year in a civilized way,
and not in a vigorous subzero blow
that moves into town for a two month stay.
Second only to albinos out farming, ...
#Christmas
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
29th Dec 2023 5:24pm
29th Dec 2023 5:24pm
The One Without Chill
A peaceful train ride has always calmed my mind
Transporting me from a world infested with chaos and crime,
“A dark silent visitor I am to those on the naughty list
Fibromyalgia inflicted into service, because of a personal wish,
“Every day after the false birthday of Christ until the new year
My mission is to travel the world and make the most corrupted disappear,
“The type of corruption, large or small does not mean shit
Because those targeted will feel death’s kiss,
“Flesh unknowingly marked with the holiday...
Transporting me from a world infested with chaos and crime,
“A dark silent visitor I am to those on the naughty list
Fibromyalgia inflicted into service, because of a personal wish,
“Every day after the false birthday of Christ until the new year
My mission is to travel the world and make the most corrupted disappear,
“The type of corruption, large or small does not mean shit
Because those targeted will feel death’s kiss,
“Flesh unknowingly marked with the holiday...
#Christmas
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2 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 8:39am
28th Dec 2023 8:39am
LET ME BE YOUR TREE
#sex
#erotic
#Christmas #rhyming
#Christmas #rhyming
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averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 6:46am
26th Dec 2023 6:46am
Christmas wish
#lust
#BDSM
#Christmas #sexy
#Christmas #sexy
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Abracadabra
Poem Published
25th Dec 2023 7:05pm
25th Dec 2023 7:05pm
The Cliffs of Christmas
Waiting
where lovers leap
the pain of Christmas
haunting my soul
Your laughter
opens presents by the tree
each unwrapping
a tortured sigh of dreams
The crueller memories
saved for this day
especially reprised
to drown out thunder
on rocks below
I stand for an hour
where you once did
and embrace the wind
my heart bled dry
by a gull's cold stare
that dares me follow
your final step
where lovers leap
the pain of Christmas
haunting my soul
Your laughter
opens presents by the tree
each unwrapping
a tortured sigh of dreams
The crueller memories
saved for this day
especially reprised
to drown out thunder
on rocks below
I stand for an hour
where you once did
and embrace the wind
my heart bled dry
by a gull's cold stare
that dares me follow
your final step
#grief
#death
#Christmas
#lover
#memories
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Baldwin
Poem Published
25th Dec 2023 4:48pm
25th Dec 2023 4:48pm
Christmas
The dawn breaks
the swaddled child awakes
His mother wonders
as he cries for milk
if it is true and will be known
that this small squalling one
will certainly
as was so suddenly
proclaimed to her
some months ago
by an angelic messenger
who knows God’s strength
become the scion who
inherits David's throne
and if it’s so
that heaven’s firmly joined
to earth
by an adulterated birth.
the swaddled child awakes
His mother wonders
as he cries for milk
if it is true and will be known
that this small squalling one
will certainly
as was so suddenly
proclaimed to her
some months ago
by an angelic messenger
who knows God’s strength
become the scion who
inherits David's throne
and if it’s so
that heaven’s firmly joined
to earth
by an adulterated birth.
#Christmas
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2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
25th Dec 2023 3:29pm
25th Dec 2023 3:29pm
Noel Toy
Gadgets...are a tricky widget;
we know that it is so,
where a digit wants to fidget;
cause and effect to show.
It is a matter of degree,
from simple to complex,
or mechanized impossibly
for trains in future wrecks.
But Yule helps facilitate
the gears of inner peace,
by turning down the friction rate
until our frets decrease.
And so good cheer to one and all,
Upon this rhyming Christmas,
and pray your dildos don't install...
a case of...
we know that it is so,
where a digit wants to fidget;
cause and effect to show.
It is a matter of degree,
from simple to complex,
or mechanized impossibly
for trains in future wrecks.
But Yule helps facilitate
the gears of inner peace,
by turning down the friction rate
until our frets decrease.
And so good cheer to one and all,
Upon this rhyming Christmas,
and pray your dildos don't install...
a case of...
#Christmas
#sensual
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