Holiday Poems
#holiday
Holiday poems, here you'll find poetry about holidays, tourism, seasonal events and vacations. Poems about taking a break from everyday life to travel, go on a big trip, explore the world or relax on a beach. Also poems about festivals and other celebrated times of year, when people spend time with family and escape their daily routine.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 9:24am
13th Mar 2025 9:24am
Bet with your head, not over it
Neil Anblomi of Italy took a trip to Las Vegas and sent some letters back home in 1996. His letters telling loved ones his tales of American adventure. One letter told them he had a win of $2,500.00 on roulette. Another was about seeing Wayne Newton live, enjoying the performance immensely. In a postcard to his mother, he talked about how exhausting gambling could be, but told her not to worry. "I am sensible, so I won't blow my savings." He told her of his plans to see the Grand Canyon by helicopter and maybe buy a ticket to a magic show. On August 1st, 1996, Anblomi threw himself...
#addiction
#fiction
#holiday
#satirical
#suicide
77 reads
10 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 5:03pm
28th Feb 2025 5:03pm
Strip For Me
I got me a lap dance.
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
Don't need to try,
To get in her pants.
They're gone.
And I'm just there,
For the big and brawn.
Sipping this martini,
Enjoying the porn.
Can't wait for this horny guy,
To come and join.
We'll gamble 'til the light of dawn.
Who gets the dance?
We'll flip a coin.
Ill mind fuck him,
While she gets him on.
He's distracted,
So I know I've won.
Now let's get going.
The sun is out.
Let's do a dance, at your house.
Id love to whip these titties out. ...
#funny
#holiday
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
#ThrillSeeking #vulnerability
163 reads
12 Comments
Ashley_M_Hardy
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 3:05pm
8th Jan 2025 3:05pm
Malt Liquor Chiltlins
It's a Southern Black tradition to boil chitlins in a pot between Christmas and New Year's
We clean and let them simmer for damn near 2 days
But my sistah got frightened despite the holiday season
She thought her probation officer was near, so she poured all the alcohol we were sippin’ into the chitlins
Tossed the cans into a neighborhood trash bin
And then, let them marinate during the Bills game
If you eat pork then you know that it soaks in everything
I know the ancestors were pissed
And I was left questioning
Yo, you poured malt liquor...
We clean and let them simmer for damn near 2 days
But my sistah got frightened despite the holiday season
She thought her probation officer was near, so she poured all the alcohol we were sippin’ into the chitlins
Tossed the cans into a neighborhood trash bin
And then, let them marinate during the Bills game
If you eat pork then you know that it soaks in everything
I know the ancestors were pissed
And I was left questioning
Yo, you poured malt liquor...
#funny
#holiday
113 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 1:07pm
8th Jan 2025 1:07pm
August 31st 2019 (Big Camp)
Five days after performing at Hastings Pride
(My first performance on a stage!)
I was then transported to Lincolnshire
For a fabulous Big Camp
In a field surrounded by other fields
Containing sheep, and turnips!
I'd put myself down on an open mic
I was awaiting my turn
And was to follow a strong man act
Which was pretty impressive
But i was thinking, how does a poet follow that?
Whilst waiting, i went to get myself another cider
When i noticed they had something called mead
Never liked honey, but thought 'when in Rome'
I...
(My first performance on a stage!)
I was then transported to Lincolnshire
For a fabulous Big Camp
In a field surrounded by other fields
Containing sheep, and turnips!
I'd put myself down on an open mic
I was awaiting my turn
And was to follow a strong man act
Which was pretty impressive
But i was thinking, how does a poet follow that?
Whilst waiting, i went to get myself another cider
When i noticed they had something called mead
Never liked honey, but thought 'when in Rome'
I...
#funny
#happiness
#holiday
#LifeAsAWriter
#music
47 reads
0 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 2:07pm
28th Dec 2024 2:07pm
Festive Solitude
The holidays were quiet
how it all changed
through the years
empty seats at the dinner table
less laughter
So much emphasis
on one day
And this year
as schedules
and timing dictated
I spent it alone
and survived
But I would be lying
if I said I didn't miss the company
Or those smells of the feast
I never thought as I got older
that connection would be farther away
but it is
and I hope that when it finally happens
it will be about...
how it all changed
through the years
empty seats at the dinner table
less laughter
So much emphasis
on one day
And this year
as schedules
and timing dictated
I spent it alone
and survived
But I would be lying
if I said I didn't miss the company
Or those smells of the feast
I never thought as I got older
that connection would be farther away
but it is
and I hope that when it finally happens
it will be about...
#Christmas
#holiday
#loneliness
76 reads
3 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 6:01am
25th Dec 2024 6:01am
A Merry Metal Xmas
Merry Christmas, to all the poets/poetesses here at DU. This year was only the beginning, folks. Seems arriving here has put some wind in the sails of my creative journey. That was my Christmas gift, I received from my fellow writers here at DU. You all helped me rise again like a glorious phoenix. Or some other town in Arizona. lol. What movie did I quote that line from? Anybody? I know who'll take a stab at it, and will probably get it right.
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
#Christmas
#holiday
161 reads
30 Comments
Cursedvessel
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 3:39pm
24th Dec 2024 3:39pm
Numb Misery
The drink calls for me
Whispering calming release
The bitter always present
An attempt to hide with sweet
The cravings will not cease
A desire for the turmoil to relent
Her voice, once strong in memory
Fading into my own, holding on
To the honeyed words spoken
Once to be light and feathery
Now to be labored and gone
My spirit feels so broken
Do you know what she would say?
Every holiday when asked
What gift she seeks?
"You" she'd convey
"In that dress" said at last ...
Whispering calming release
The bitter always present
An attempt to hide with sweet
The cravings will not cease
A desire for the turmoil to relent
Her voice, once strong in memory
Fading into my own, holding on
To the honeyed words spoken
Once to be light and feathery
Now to be labored and gone
My spirit feels so broken
Do you know what she would say?
Every holiday when asked
What gift she seeks?
"You" she'd convey
"In that dress" said at last ...
#alcohol
#death
#depression
#grief
#holiday
170 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 1:52pm
24th Dec 2024 1:52pm
Silent Night, Holy Night
The Eastern Sun Kingdom
Twas Good Cheer
Oh, my King we are getting too old for this
Woman, we are melaninated, and created from the inhale and exhale of His nostrils, we are sacred cosmic dust upon the winds that drift
You still look the utopia of yesteryear, and sexy as Heaven’s twinkling stars
That’s only because you weakened me when I crossed your threshold bearing my presents, and after that night on your sleigh bed, looking back we’ve come so far
Gray haired after all these years, yet still giving humanity its much rewarded...
Twas Good Cheer
Oh, my King we are getting too old for this
Woman, we are melaninated, and created from the inhale and exhale of His nostrils, we are sacred cosmic dust upon the winds that drift
You still look the utopia of yesteryear, and sexy as Heaven’s twinkling stars
That’s only because you weakened me when I crossed your threshold bearing my presents, and after that night on your sleigh bed, looking back we’ve come so far
Gray haired after all these years, yet still giving humanity its much rewarded...
#holiday
#angels
345 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 6:13pm
23rd Dec 2024 6:13pm
Ahh.. Cuddling Up To Some Chocolate During The Holidays
Whispers of seduction he plays upon the chorus of my mind
The absence of his love notes, his caresses blanketing in allocated moment of passion
My love, take upon my virginity in the hunger of your need
Look upon my eyes as you ease into, the Milky Way of my soul
Mm... yes, slip deeper into mysteries of my yoni, hold my waist
And make me the night of your desires as heart, minds blend
Bodies contoured in the kaleidoscope of the moment
Let me wear the unrehearsed scent of you
Raw, unchained,...
The absence of his love notes, his caresses blanketing in allocated moment of passion
My love, take upon my virginity in the hunger of your need
Look upon my eyes as you ease into, the Milky Way of my soul
Mm... yes, slip deeper into mysteries of my yoni, hold my waist
And make me the night of your desires as heart, minds blend
Bodies contoured in the kaleidoscope of the moment
Let me wear the unrehearsed scent of you
Raw, unchained,...
#holiday
#lover
#passion
#sun
#water
367 reads
5 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 6:10pm
22nd Dec 2024 6:10pm
Loosening the White Knuckled Grip
I should be..
Nah.
I need to...
Who cares.
It's 7 AM! I overslept!
Pfffttt
Ugh! Ruth smashed a cupcake in Gustavo's face at the Christmas party and I didn't do anything about it.
Yawn. He lived.
Why did all my teacher gifts from parents have to be sweets?
Because they're effing good, even the Ferrero Rochers, and yes, I will have another.
How many times have I watched the David Lee Roth Just a Gigolo video since Friday evening?
Who's counting? It's cute and funny and I love...
Nah.
I need to...
Who cares.
It's 7 AM! I overslept!
Pfffttt
Ugh! Ruth smashed a cupcake in Gustavo's face at the Christmas party and I didn't do anything about it.
Yawn. He lived.
Why did all my teacher gifts from parents have to be sweets?
Because they're effing good, even the Ferrero Rochers, and yes, I will have another.
How many times have I watched the David Lee Roth Just a Gigolo video since Friday evening?
Who's counting? It's cute and funny and I love...
#happiness
#holiday
#school
122 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 11:27am
22nd Dec 2024 11:27am
Krampus is coming
Kringle found him on the edge of Hell
This bringer of the last Noel
Enforcer for Father Christmas
Discipline delivered by Krampus
Angels we have heard on high
Das Punisher will come this night
Big and hairy, black as pitch
A serpents young and a wooden switch
He's the lord of coal
Yes he does have a black soul
All the naughty children want to change
Be nice to others, stop the misery and pain
Star if wonder, star of light
There will be no silent night
Krampus, ancient god of Yule ...
This bringer of the last Noel
Enforcer for Father Christmas
Discipline delivered by Krampus
Angels we have heard on high
Das Punisher will come this night
Big and hairy, black as pitch
A serpents young and a wooden switch
He's the lord of coal
Yes he does have a black soul
All the naughty children want to change
Be nice to others, stop the misery and pain
Star if wonder, star of light
There will be no silent night
Krampus, ancient god of Yule ...
#children
#Christmas
#dark
#evil
#holiday
109 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 11:06am
17th Dec 2024 11:06am
Yuletide Sadness
Every year the winds get colder
Their screams cut like knives
Shadows follow my winter walks
Bitter voices carol the night
Dreams of days when the fire would warm me
You were there inside the flame
But you are gone and the years grow bitter
My soul is withered and wrapped with pain
Drifting in my fever there's sadness
Calling me to come back home
Ghosts that dance inside my head
Forever chill that haunts my bones
Dreams of nights where the world seemed alive
That there was time to catch my fall
But I am left with that...
Their screams cut like knives
Shadows follow my winter walks
Bitter voices carol the night
Dreams of days when the fire would warm me
You were there inside the flame
But you are gone and the years grow bitter
My soul is withered and wrapped with pain
Drifting in my fever there's sadness
Calling me to come back home
Ghosts that dance inside my head
Forever chill that haunts my bones
Dreams of nights where the world seemed alive
That there was time to catch my fall
But I am left with that...
#Christmas
#dark
#holiday
#rhyming
#sadness
115 reads
9 Comments
DU Poetry : Holiday Poems
