Poem: Christmas, Oh, Christmas!

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Christmas, oh, Christmas!

The bells ring out,

the dinner is served,

old turkey and ham for the trads,

anything that suits for the mods

and Linda McCartney food for the vegs,

it’s the most wonderful time of the year

with those feet a runnin’

as those shops are a closin’

and everyone telling you

‘I was here first’.

 

 

But Christmas, oh, Christmas, really there’s something special

about the period: family, friends and all humanity

coming together to share

a common compassion,

maybe the last Rolo

and a dance to Jingle Bell Rock

but definitely not the last tin

from the 8-pack of Heineken.

 

 

Hope you all enjoyed my poem for Christmas. I wish you and your loved ones a wonderful Christmas time for 2018! 🙂

Poem: Relax, It’s Christmas!

 

Relax,

take the weight off your feet

with your Christmas dinner,

it’s been hectic up to this point,

hasn’t it?

What with dinner making?

With present shopping?

With getting those last bits of work in

and learning your head to switch off?

 

But now it’s Christmas

and you have an excuse to relax,

to eat junk food

saying you’ll stop in the new year,

maybe even get a little drunk and merry

without anyone thinking you’re an alcoholic

so take advantage of some of the plus points

or all!

 

Merry Christmas everyone to you and yours. This is my last post for a few days while I relax into the Christmas spirit. Thank you to everyone who has took time to read my work this year and over the years so far too. It’s more appreciated than I could ever put into words. 🙂 

Eggnog – the secret keeper Writing Prompt

In response to secretkeeper.net’s weekly writing prompt #120. The challenge is to use the 5 words given below (or their synonyms ) in a poem or flash fiction.

 

                     (5) Words: | NEAR | DIVIDE | LINK | BACK | TEACH | 

 

 

Always so near

and yet so far,

a divide of just across the sea

but this Christmas Eimer

was making her way back

to spend Christmas in the family link

in Ireland

where Granny could once again

teach her how to make eggnog.