Christmas Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#Christmas
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
24th Dec 2023 5:44pm
24th Dec 2023 5:44pm
Holy
Visual Christmas
#Christmas
372 reads
16 Comments
Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
24th Dec 2023 3:18pm
24th Dec 2023 3:18pm
CHRISTMAS
CHRISTMAS
So great is life to have such God,
Who's all the goodness when it's full.
He is the supreme of what's good,
what is quite perfect and sublime.
We lack perfection on the earth
and always ask to meet with it
to give us power and delight.
He showed Himself to us as man.
We've felt surprised just from the start,
at His birth, early life and mind.
His love astonished who saw Him
present His blood and heart as food.
How don't we celebrate the birth
of that ideal love Who died
to save who killed...
So great is life to have such God,
Who's all the goodness when it's full.
He is the supreme of what's good,
what is quite perfect and sublime.
We lack perfection on the earth
and always ask to meet with it
to give us power and delight.
He showed Himself to us as man.
We've felt surprised just from the start,
at His birth, early life and mind.
His love astonished who saw Him
present His blood and heart as food.
How don't we celebrate the birth
of that ideal love Who died
to save who killed...
#Christmas
159 reads
9 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
24th Dec 2023 12:52pm
24th Dec 2023 12:52pm
Christmas f**k
#lust
#erotic
#Christmas #sexy
#Christmas #sexy
330 reads
0 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 11:40pm
23rd Dec 2023 11:40pm
Torn paper
#lust
#Christmas
#sexy
205 reads
2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 11:39pm
23rd Dec 2023 11:39pm
A Christmas Ghost Story
We live in fear of Santa in this house,
said Mark Abel before the fireplace.
The family ‘stead once used to hunt grouse
had in it arranged a party of six,
observed by nought but a grandfather’s ticks.
‘Twas in the winter’s keep, continued Mark,
when an old fat man was seen on the roof.
Yet gifts were not found, come Xmas Day’s lark,
but in father’s room? The patriarch dead,
a red cap with white trim on his old pale head.
Perhaps this is not, said Mrs Abel,
what we should be hearing tonight. Nonsense!
cried Mark, with a...
said Mark Abel before the fireplace.
The family ‘stead once used to hunt grouse
had in it arranged a party of six,
observed by nought but a grandfather’s ticks.
‘Twas in the winter’s keep, continued Mark,
when an old fat man was seen on the roof.
Yet gifts were not found, come Xmas Day’s lark,
but in father’s room? The patriarch dead,
a red cap with white trim on his old pale head.
Perhaps this is not, said Mrs Abel,
what we should be hearing tonight. Nonsense!
cried Mark, with a...
#Christmas
#ghosts
#revenge #horror
#revenge #horror
148 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 3:19pm
23rd Dec 2023 3:19pm
Abeyance
It's often true that some of us
might drift into a Christmas funk
where even the slightest winter fuss
will silence vow me like a monk
and see me soon to chambers retreat
to hear some choir take the air,
by radio, or app discrete,
and in this way combat despair.
There...there...some bygone jingles play
like they did in Yules of yore
as longer nights abridged the day
to bring the peace we're looking for;
a silent night...a holy night...
...with angel song to ease our plight.
might drift into a Christmas funk
where even the slightest winter fuss
will silence vow me like a monk
and see me soon to chambers retreat
to hear some choir take the air,
by radio, or app discrete,
and in this way combat despair.
There...there...some bygone jingles play
like they did in Yules of yore
as longer nights abridged the day
to bring the peace we're looking for;
a silent night...a holy night...
...with angel song to ease our plight.
#Christmas
145 reads
9 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 1:32pm
23rd Dec 2023 1:32pm
What One Should Not See At A Friend's Christmas Party
Steven
walked over
to get
a better look at
the Christmas tree and
becomes shocked at the
sight of
his daughter
naked.
walked over
to get
a better look at
the Christmas tree and
becomes shocked at the
sight of
his daughter
naked.
#Christmas
#fiction
#sensual
#daughter
#hurt
182 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2023 1:24am
23rd Dec 2023 1:24am
he looks for something to give her amidst the crowd
christmas isn’t a great time
to be in town hobbling around
with the aid of a stick at it, though, she’s worth it
to be in town hobbling around
with the aid of a stick at it, though, she’s worth it
#city
#Christmas
126 reads
6 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2023 11:51pm
22nd Dec 2023 11:51pm
Decorate the tree
#Christmas
#sexy
170 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2023 4:31pm
22nd Dec 2023 4:31pm
Christmas 1984
It was a culture shock, at least to me
The civil war had been raging and had gotten out of hand
So we left
But when I celebrated my first Christmas in the U.S.
The silence of silent night took a whole new meaning
Though we spent the night talking, eating and listening to music
That old happy tunes felt more nostalgic than ever before
But it was the silence of the neighborhood that got me
No fireworks, no firecrackers, do we even know our neighbors?
The melting pot certainly had a different feel that first year
Why was Christmas...
The civil war had been raging and had gotten out of hand
So we left
But when I celebrated my first Christmas in the U.S.
The silence of silent night took a whole new meaning
Though we spent the night talking, eating and listening to music
That old happy tunes felt more nostalgic than ever before
But it was the silence of the neighborhood that got me
No fireworks, no firecrackers, do we even know our neighbors?
The melting pot certainly had a different feel that first year
Why was Christmas...
#children
#Christmas
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
160 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2023 4:23pm
22nd Dec 2023 4:23pm
Pagan Carol
To Yule a good year
in the old Celtic way,
the Holly King rides
to break the last day.
The druids assemble
in pitch and in gloam,
to see the King’s train
ride onwards to roam.
So let us all stand
upon Charlemagne’s grave,
the pagan soul breathes
and clamours to save.
in the old Celtic way,
the Holly King rides
to break the last day.
The druids assemble
in pitch and in gloam,
to see the King’s train
ride onwards to roam.
So let us all stand
upon Charlemagne’s grave,
the pagan soul breathes
and clamours to save.
#winter
#Christmas
133 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2023 12:20pm
22nd Dec 2023 12:20pm
I HopeYou Don't Mind Me Unwrapping Your Present For You
David woke up one Christmas Morning and
took a shower before going into
the living room and seeing his roommate Gwen
sitting naked and backwards on a chair that
was in front of the tree and smiling at David.
took a shower before going into
the living room and seeing his roommate Gwen
sitting naked and backwards on a chair that
was in front of the tree and smiling at David.
#romantic
#home
#Christmas
#fiction
#sensual
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