Christmas Poems

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Christmas Poems

  • I heard the bells on Christmas Day
    Their old, familiar carols play,
    And wild and sweet
    The words repeat
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    And thought how, as the day had come,
    The belfries of all Christendom
    Had rolled along
    The unbroken song
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    Till ringing, singing on its way,
    The world revolved from night to day,
    A voice, a chime,
    A chant sublime
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

    Then from each black, accursed mouth
    The cannon thundered in the South,
    And with the sound
    The carols drowned
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

  • The littlest Christmas tree
    lived in a meadow of green,
    among a family,
    of tall evergreens.
    He learned how to whisper
    the evergreen song,
    with the slightest of wind,
    that came gently along.

    He watched as the birds
    made a home out of twigs,
    and couldn’t wait till
    he, too, was big.
    For all of the trees
    offered a home,
    the maple, the pine, and the oak,
    who’s so strong.

    “I hate being little,”
    the little tree said,
    “I can’t even turn colors
    like the maple turns red.
    I can’t help the animals
    like the mighty old oak.
    He shelters them all
    in his wide mighty cloak.”

  • The kings they came from out the south,
    All dressed in ermine fine;
    They bore Him gold and chrysoprase,
    And gifts of precious wine.

    The shepherds came from out the north,
    Their coats were brown and old;
    They brought Him little new-born lambs–
    They had not any gold.

    The wise men came from out the east,
    And they were wrapped in white;
    The star that led them all the way
    Did glorify the night.

    The angels came from heaven high,
    And they were clad with wings;
    And lo, they brought a joyful song
    The host of heaven sings.

  • South of the Line, inland from far Durban
    A mouldering soldier lies–your countryman
    Awry and doubled up are his gray bones
    And on the breeze his puzzled phantom moans,

    Nightly to clear Canopus: “I would know
    By whom and when the All-Earth-gladdening Law
    Of Peace, brought in by that Man Crucified,
    Was ruled to be inept, and set aside?

    And what of logic or of truth appears
    In tacking ‘Anno Domini’ to the years?
    Near twenty-hundred livened thus have hied,
    But tarries yet the Cause for which He died.

  • I have a message for you,
    And I do believe it’s grand.
    During this Christmas Season,
    It’s time to take a stand.

    Remember the reason for Christmas,
    And what it represents.
    Jesus, loving and welcoming,
    It’s not just about presents.

    So take this Christmas message,
    And pass it far and wide.
    Christmas is a time for caring,
    Let’s share this message, amplified.

  • A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
    With dark green needled memories
    Of childhood dreams and mysteries
    Wrapped present-like in front of me.

    A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
    I glimpse a past wherein i see
    The child that then grew into me
    Not forward fast but haltingly.

    A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
    A time for being with family
    A time that’s gone so fleetingly
    Yet lives for always deep in me.

    A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
    When twelfth night comes whole hauntingly
    One lingered look and then i see
    No Christmas tree where it would be.

    A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
    With feelings now felt longingly
    No corner in my house to see
    The magic of that Christmas tree.

  • Beyond the ice-bound stones and bucking trees,
    past bewildered Mary, the Meer in snow,
    two skating rinks and two black crooked paths

    are a battered pair of reading glasses
    scratched by the skater’s multiplying math.
    Beset, I play this game of tic-tac-toe.

    Divide, subtract. Who can tell if love surpasses?
    Two naughts we’ve learned make one astonished 0—
    a hectic night of goats and compasses.

    Folly tells the truth by what it’s not—
    one X equals a fall I’d not forgo.
    Are ice and fire the integers we’ve got?

    Skating backwards tells another story—
    the risky star above the freezing town,
    a way to walk on water and not drown.

  • The minstrels played their Christmas tune
    To-night beneath my cottage-eaves;
    While, smitten by a lofty moon,
    The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,
    Gave back a rich and dazzling sheen,
    That overpowered their natural green.

    Through hill and valley every breeze
    Had sunk to rest with folded wings:
    Keen was the air, but could not freeze,
    Nor check, the music of the strings;
    So stout and hardy were the band
    That scraped the chords with strenuous hand.

    And who but listened?–till was paid
    Respect to every inmate’s claim,
    The greeting given, the music played
    In honour of each household name,
    Duly pronounced with lusty call,
    And “Merry Christmas” wished to all.

  • A holly wreath hung on the door,
    Or presents strewn across the floor,
    Tall Christmas tree with baubles bright,
    Which fills our hearts with such delight.

    Carols sung out in the snow,
    A Snowman built with eyes aglow,
    Crackers pulled, a song to sing,
    Candles lit, and bells that ring.

    Roasted turkey, which tastes divine,
    Rich, fruit cake, with an iced design,
    No, the most important reminder of all,
    Is the birth of a babe in an Ox’s stall.

  • C is for
    Candles lit up
    Sitting on window sills

    H is for
    The feeling of

    I is for
    Everyone who travels
    To the Island for Christmas

    R is for the
    The roll of dimes
    That is given to charity

    S is for
    The shortbread cookies
    That taste
    Oh so delicious

    T is for
    The Christmas tree

    M is for
    Making crafts
    To give away as presents

    A is for
    The presence of angels

    S if for the snowflakes
    Falling on the ground outside