#merry
Soft snow falling,
Kissing the white tops of the trees.
It'll be a white Christmas this year,
First one my baby cousin will ever see.
His sleepy eyes and rosy nose,
Does he know that his joy will simply grow,
When Saint Nickolas completes his flight?
No I doubt he'd know that tonight is the night,
Of the birth of Jesus Christ.
No, but he will learn,
All in time as bed hours turn.
A yawn catches me drifting off,
As I sip my spiced cider and listen to the Christian hymns.
Staring into the golden lights of Grandmother's "Angel Tree,"
I often wonder, did baby Jesus know, he was sent by God,
To save our souls?
Or did he find his light along the way?
I'd ask the pastor,
But tonight the church is quiet.
Waiting for Christmas Mass tomorrow,
While young children are tucked into bed,
Drifting dreams of presents fighting the will to wait up for Saint Nick.
And as the candles fade,
I figure it is my time as well.
To turn to bed,
And await the sleigh of Santa Claus.
This Christmas though,
He will not be able to bring me what I want.
Unless, I could catch a ride,
On his magic flight.
Visit the ocean,
And sing "White Christmas," with you one more time.
But matter not what I long for,
I will slip away to sleep eventually.
'Merry Christmas to all,
And to all, a good night.'
Dec 24, 2024
Dec 24, 2024 at 7:35 PM UTC
Not Everyone Is Having A Merry Christmas
Not everyone
Is having a Jolly Christmas
Not everyone
In the masse
Is enjoying a happy one.
Many are attending masses
Many are shopping in the malls
Many are suffering in the hospitals
Many are busy in the classes.
Not everyone
In town
Is having a Holly Jolly Christmas
Not everyone
Has a crown
And a palace.
Many are sad
Many are mad
Many are carrying a cross
Many are sick and lost.
Christmas is about doing our best
Christmas is about working with the rest
Christmas is about Hope and Peace
Christmas is about Love and Feast.
P.S. Happy Holidays To All And Happy New Year!
Copyright © December 2016, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Dec 24, 2024
Dec 24, 2024 at 1:55 PM UTC
In the midst of jolly red
I alone stood bit distant,
Aloof, and somewhat lonely
Merry is just an arms reach
Yet that gap felt like light-years
Among the crowd, I'm not one
I chose to let the cold seep
It built me my apathy
Supressing both joy and tears
But what sealed can be unsealed,
A hint of warm, long lost love
And I'll wish for stars collide.
Dec 24, 2024
Dec 24, 2024 at 1:47 PM UTC
I dream of a right and jolly Christmas
I don’t dream of a white or snowy Christmas
It’s very slippery and treacherous when it snows
To go to church, I wear leather shoes
And it’s easy to fall and get hurt
I don’t want to break your heart
By saying that white Christmas
Isn’t a fun or joyful time. But Midnight Mass
Is of course a joyous time. I love the Xmas carols
The gospel music, the decorations and when the bell tolls
I love a warm and holy jolly Christmas in the sunshine state
Where it’s dry, inviting and nice. It’s like being out on a date
With Mother Nature. The weather is not crabby or gloomy
The children are playing with their gifts and everybody seems happy
I don’t dream of a white or snowy Christmas
Oh ** ** ** I love a right and jolly Christmas.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Dec 23, 2024
Dec 23, 2024 at 10:31 AM UTC
Sitting by the fire on Christmas Eve,
It's too cold for T-shirts so we wear warm sleeves,
The weather is cold, roofs turned to frost,
The air is crisp, keeping our feet toasty in socks,
Watching jolly movies, Elf, Home Alone, Jack Frost,
Letting out our inner child,
For some, it can be lost.
Puddings, cakes, and mince pies,
Turkeys to be cooked,
By the time Christmas comes around the whole house will be booked,
Rushing, buying, decorating,
This day will be off the hook.
Lights are seen from house to house,
Trees and stars on top,
Going downtown to purchase things,
Running round every shop,
Looking like a National Lampoon,
Christmas music on nonstop.
Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 4:47 PM UTC
It's a merry day,
we dance on the earth *****
feet full of music.
Apr 2, 2024
Apr 2, 2024 at 3:45 AM UTC
Christmas is around the corner
I can't stop myself from feeling blue
Vainly trying to channel holiday cheer
It's just not merry without you
Dec 7, 2022
Dec 7, 2022 at 10:18 PM UTC
Try this, it's {like}kid baseball, no grownups,
and only mental no hardware,
eyes glazed, as we accept
- we saw him, baseballman,
- corner of Santa Monica and Western
he played this same game
but we are
all grown ups, for the session, and we
volunteered, but we
do not
at the moment recall, reconnect, reconcile
one
mind, o
, my god. wjatdewdotame? tamed me?
blamed me? shamed me, got'amyou,
made me
the father of others who know I never knew,
but they knew, why
her and all her kids knew, eden was mine,
the I traded that
for her,
without ever
really, with out, out most ever, knowing
why I never noticed, she knew just
what to do, and I never learned,
wham- thankyewma'm
why did the guy never know, really war is wrong,
and she knew, yet she set herself as prize.
Who knew,
they all knew, able proved n'able was a name
for those who found it funny to hurt with fire
and smoke and savory fatted beast feast fired
desires to know, more, moremore, barren womb
more rave ravening black wings now mean
mean and I mean it, I win or I die, I try
umph.
and a more is a matter of opinion,
some times,
it feels staged, inserted for drama, as if drama,
is a god, or a guardian spirit,
per haps
may haps, we creak, and stretch our spine n mine
pops, gas, escapes, internal pressure adjusts,
a sigh,
you may be reading
for pleasure, less likely you came this far for
the upaginthewall-weall-alley ****** at the core,
as you think, mmhm
in your heart you are,
re-
swing low, sweet chariot, I got no place to go.
And this ain't hell.
And I oughta know.
So, merry message
of the annual effort
to enjoy
on purpose
conciliation apprizals as to
what counts
gift or thought behind it?
Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 7:08 PM UTC
"Tis the eve before Christmas and nights silence abounds.
Darkness has fallen and only slight breeze to make sounds.
All down the quiet street each house light is now turned out.
Many hours since merry occupants were moving about.
Tucked tight in their beds are each young girl and small boy,
awaiting the morn of Santa inspired mirth and pure joy.
I sit crouched in the hedge my senses alert and aloof,
This year I'll get him before his reindeer ***** on my roof.
Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 4:12 PM UTC
When a leading star
cast a ray of hope
on a manger
where a mother
birthed love
by pain and tears
there Santa appears
before dawn
where the child was born.
Dec 23, 2021
Dec 23, 2021 at 6:44 PM UTC
I'd prefer
to be a here
a tic there a tic tacky nerd
but yeah, I have a hindi or u
a friend who is of that
what do we pc say
caste or creed
I don't know
we never broached or app
roached who has known not
the idea of dharma as where we
was found,
all turned around, is it worth
a thought,
and then what's a thought's worth?
a kind of cosmic image imagi djenjoin
Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 1:44 AM UTC
So we start this ride again I guess
Go round and round and round
Try to get off this carosel
The exit can't be found
Spin in circles in my head
Down then up by memories
If only I were able to live in one
Somehow make time freeze
Fly in rotations
Undulating
Dozens of feet above the earth
Without anything to hold today
What are these holograms worth?
Aug 2, 2021
Aug 2, 2021 at 4:40 AM UTC
With smiles and merry spirits, we cruelly celebrated your demise.
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 1:26 PM UTC
#*This year played some sad song
To hear happy ones, we all do long
Hope, everyone stays safe and strong
May we take slow and steady steps
And say yes, to life and living
May life play many lovely songs
The tempo in rhythm with the beat of every heart
My prayers for everyone
To be with loved ones and celebrate this precious life
Merry Christmas, dear all*
🎄🎄
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 5:32 AM UTC
Ginsburg threw me a line…
"on the black waters of Lethe", as I floated by.
A ware, launched in antiquity as tonal code,
lazily waiting the call,
dum did dum dum dum, drum drum drum
Big bass,
tickled in tune to the whistler washing dishes,
in the back, we've all seen
in the back, on TV
but are you,
really, for all reality is worth,
are you experienced, have you gone this far
before?
Have you changed a diaper on a rich old lady?
Seems like, right, one word to another,
line upon line, precepts perceptively retained.
Precious little is as it was.
Pre is a time-wise measure, how can we think
past thoughts,
we never cross the same river twice.
No question demands an answer in truth,
demands are put on servants, while we
are known as friends,
to all those floating on the Lethe,
well below the leavee, see, there those
same ol' good ol' boys discerning whiskey from rye.
They see time's a river, and I agree,
says this story to me, but
I say, it is a river of light on a bubble's inner edge,
I been there, Age of Lethe, a game I invented,
-- a virus, plays by lethargic rules, no effort needed,
living to steal and **** and destroy,
a minimalist First Person Shooter, steal **** destroy,
then it was hacked, steal **** destroy, mutated into
take **** destroy give,
which was odd, because all truth comes in three
pointy things, if then else
oops opposites spoo ffffffff effect
****** drama writ large, it was us,
the muses, dis-mazing the mazed again
a loss of time,
too bad. Three points equal one try. Aim.
So sad. Grieve for the fallen all we never knew,
the heroes unsung.
Goto the ant, thou sluggard living in a floating Barco
Lounger, drifting aimless--- ah, what if not,
what if I know a place,
just around the next bend, and
we get off there? What then, it's my story?
Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 4:46 PM UTC
Merry Christmas to Fitness
But mostly to Sickness.
Merry Christmas to Business
But mostly to Holiness.
Merry Christmas to Joyfulness
But mostly to Loneliness.
Merry Christmas to misses
But also to every mistress.
Merry Christmas to everyone who is religious
But also to those who are superstitious.
Merry Christmas to impulsiveness
But mostly to wiseness.
Thus, Best Wishes for All: I have plentiful.
Only wonder if the etymology might be
'Mary kiss my ... '
Surely not! Forgive my Rudeness!
And so Merry Christmas to Rudeness
But mostly to Forgiveness.
Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 5:56 AM UTC
This
Christmas
is going to be different
there is a strange
at
most
fear
Do not let it bother you
rigg
that
beautiful
tree
with
trimmings laughter
and
lights
hug the family
realize the real gift
make a toast
Do it in the spirit
of the holy ghost
🙏♥️🌲
Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 10:51 AM UTC
It’ll be an old fashioned Christmas,
with Santa due down the chute.
I bet he Purells his reindeer,
and Lysols his hazmat suit.
It’s an old fashioned Christmas.
We’ll all have on our masks,
and our muffled yuletide carols,
will be just like seasons past.
We’ll observe all the guidelines.
We’ll eat six feet apart.
We’ll have disinfectant under the mistletoe,
and keep safety in our hearts.
Sure, it’s an old fashioned Christmas.
One unique to the times.
The love this year might be careful,
but the feelings are genuine.
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 7:03 AM UTC
Taste the essence of frailty.
Ride comprehensions slip
And slide, careening into dementia.
Arise into normality, and laugh as everyone dances
A merry tune. Hilarious fun.
Grasp at the heavy spoon and be hungry.
Have you forgotten how to eat dear? Here, allow me.
Content starvation. A crippling disability
Take the cup.
Drink now, no don’t gulp.
You didn’t finish your meal, are you not hungry today?
Please, I’m starving.
Take the fork with too many gaps and enjoy the soup and smile as the monkey takes the bulb.
Sit in darkness and wait for help, that never comes.
Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 10:54 AM UTC
The cherub and her
balloons waited,
patiently,
For her companion,
The sun.
He rises roaring
with laughter,
from the east.
They hold hands,
and frolic in merry,
he fills her eyes
with the sunshine of divine.
As time ticks,
They hop to the beat,
of her heart,
to the west.
Where she bids him
farewell,
To the higher beyond
he goes,
as she, shares
her sunshine,
with the ghouls
among her.
May 16, 2020
May 16, 2020 at 4:07 PM UTC
Butterflies dance, birds chirp
They can't help but glee!
Leaves smile, cones perk
Why shouldn't they?
Their long gone friend has returned!
The fountains become fresher
The leaves turn more green
The daisies twist with pleasure!
Why shouldn't they?
Their long gone friend has returned!
The days tend to be merry
The air is filled with
laughter of fairies
Why shouldn't it?
Their long gone friend has returned!
They paint the rainbow on the sky
They paste the cotton on clouds
The grass is green-dyed
Why shouldn't it?
Their long gone friend has returned!
The buttercups seems to bloom
The sunflowers seek their friend
The bliss, blissfully looms
Why shouldn't they?
Their long gone friend has returned
The swans become whiter
They dress like a bride
The quails are ready to coo
Why shouldn't they?
Their long gone friend has returned!
They delicately embellish the route
Their friend shall walk on
Spring is ready to be lauded
Why shouldn't it?
Its their long gone friend,
Which returned!
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 8:15 AM UTC
Merry, merry, merry
Married to my body
Body became healthy
Healthy I'm wealthy
Body in a leisure
Leisure gets better
Body in pleasure
Pleasure I will treasure
Merry, merry, merry
My mind in merry
Mind became peaceful
Peaceful I'm hopeful
Mind starts to enjoy
Enjoy and it enjoy
Mind became joyful
Joyful I'm playful
Merry, merry, merry
Moving my emotions
Love starts to blossom
Blossom it was awesome
Emotions to devotion
Devotion gets better
Compassion in action
Flowing and growing
Merry, merry, merry
Life is in much merry
Life became blissful
Blissful I'm wishful
Life and its destiny
Dancing on ecstasy
Merry, merry, merry
Merry without worry
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 1:32 AM UTC
Adulthood turns
Turns presents to low paychecks
Hallelue to rents due
Evergreen to I’ve got mouths to feed
December to depression
Mistletoe to sorrow
Santa to society's expectations
Snowflakes to heartache
Empty stockings to empty stomachs
and toy stores to things you can’t afford
Dec 25, 2019
Dec 25, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC