Poems About Holidays by Top Critiquers
#holiday
Poems about holidays by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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.
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#Christmas
#holiday
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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
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Merry Christmas
this is a magical time of year
today I count my blessings
for a family dear to me
a husband who loves me
children and grandchildren
who I adore...
so many days I look at my cup as empty
when in truth it's full of the finest spirits
I have friends who watch over me
listen to my pains and turmoil
though this is no psychology club
you walk me through it
here in these sacred halls
I've found understanding
you are so much like my very own family
I wish to tell you Happy Holidays
and Merry Christmas
...
today I count my blessings
for a family dear to me
a husband who loves me
children and grandchildren
who I adore...
so many days I look at my cup as empty
when in truth it's full of the finest spirits
I have friends who watch over me
listen to my pains and turmoil
though this is no psychology club
you walk me through it
here in these sacred halls
I've found understanding
you are so much like my very own family
I wish to tell you Happy Holidays
and Merry Christmas
...
#love
#family
#beauty #holiday
#beauty #holiday
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The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
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BASEBALL HAIKU
Years ago while attending
a baseball game this
haiku appeared on the
stadium screen:
Rookies first hit--
picked off at first
At a game with a friend
she scribbled:
Lingering rain
the game of catch continues
into evening
a baseball game this
haiku appeared on the
stadium screen:
Rookies first hit--
picked off at first
At a game with a friend
she scribbled:
Lingering rain
the game of catch continues
into evening
#holiday
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THE APPEAL OF THE NATURIST BEACH

#beach
#holiday
#inspirational
#motivational
#sea
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Pumpkin Spice
Taurus field makes the ghost.
An evil laugh.
Souls who roast.
October night,
Moon in the sky.
Dreamers lost in a lullaby.
Fate comes to harvest the rye.
Grains of sorrow, that multiply.
The taco shell,
So crunchy and dry.
The forbidden fruit.
Hidden inside.
The spicy congregation,
Amongst the coast.
The Brookshire train wreck.
Victims tied to a post.
An exhilarating sensation.
While the mannequins pose.
The godless ritual,
Of being betrothed.
The pumpkin ripened in a pie. ...
An evil laugh.
Souls who roast.
October night,
Moon in the sky.
Dreamers lost in a lullaby.
Fate comes to harvest the rye.
Grains of sorrow, that multiply.
The taco shell,
So crunchy and dry.
The forbidden fruit.
Hidden inside.
The spicy congregation,
Amongst the coast.
The Brookshire train wreck.
Victims tied to a post.
An exhilarating sensation.
While the mannequins pose.
The godless ritual,
Of being betrothed.
The pumpkin ripened in a pie. ...
#holiday
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Today I Could Be Your ….
Father
Brother
Uncle
Son
Husband
Lover
Roommate
Cell Mate
Fox Hole Buddy
Dog
Rogue
Friend
Poet
Other
So take your pick
Either way
I’m going for the dark meat when you’re not looking.
You can be my candied yam …
Brother
Uncle
Son
Husband
Lover
Roommate
Cell Mate
Fox Hole Buddy
Dog
Rogue
Friend
Poet
Other
So take your pick
Either way
I’m going for the dark meat when you’re not looking.
You can be my candied yam …
#love
#friendship
#holiday
#funny
#support
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The Magic of a Woman...
The magic of lines,
Cascade in the rays of the sun
Beckons to be touched by the hand,
Flowing, alive.
Slim, graceful wrists,
Temptation that promises happiness.
Nature is a delicately feeling artist,
And the assessment of passers-by is not needed.
The golden ratio is the flow of lines...
Where necessary - wide, where necessary - narrow,
Where necessary - a hollow, where necessary - tears the blouse.
Part of the universal puzzle - Woman,
It seems so difficult to solve at times, so simple at others..
It's for a man,
What am I...
Cascade in the rays of the sun
Beckons to be touched by the hand,
Flowing, alive.
Slim, graceful wrists,
Temptation that promises happiness.
Nature is a delicately feeling artist,
And the assessment of passers-by is not needed.
The golden ratio is the flow of lines...
Where necessary - wide, where necessary - narrow,
Where necessary - a hollow, where necessary - tears the blouse.
Part of the universal puzzle - Woman,
It seems so difficult to solve at times, so simple at others..
It's for a man,
What am I...
#love
#women
#inspirational
#holiday
#passion
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Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
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Wanderlust
Wanderlust
#dreams
#holiday
#travel
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roadtrip antics
conversation drones as the road rolls
like a conveyor belt under the tires
music drifting in & out between words
a lull & voices suddenly combine
Sweet Caroline!
picture a car full of bobbing heads
swaying in unison to the tune
and I chuckle
this is my family
noisy & rambunctious
sometimes cantankerous
always full of bursts of love
and the car continues on
its soundtrack is still the song
as chatter carries along
and that moment when it stops
and again...
Sweet Caroline!
such spontaneous...
like a conveyor belt under the tires
music drifting in & out between words
a lull & voices suddenly combine
Sweet Caroline!
picture a car full of bobbing heads
swaying in unison to the tune
and I chuckle
this is my family
noisy & rambunctious
sometimes cantankerous
always full of bursts of love
and the car continues on
its soundtrack is still the song
as chatter carries along
and that moment when it stops
and again...
Sweet Caroline!
such spontaneous...
#family
#holiday
#music #funny
#music #funny
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DU Poetry : Poems About Holidays by Top Critiquers