7 Christmas Eve Poems I Like

A CHRISTMAS EVE ACROSTIC

 

Christmas Eve

Has

Returned,

Inspiring

Santas

Throughout the land,

Making last minute lists,

As fast as they can,

Spreading Joy, Love, Peace and Cheer

Everlasting memories, Holiday fun,

Vowing to shop much earlier next year, on this

Eve of Christmas to come.

D. Alsup

 

CHRISTMAS EVE

 

Tomorrow morn she'll wake to see

The trinkets on her Christmas tree,

And find beside her little bed,

Where tenderly and soft of tread

Old Santa Clause has walked to leave

The toys that she might still believe.

 

Her stocking by the chimney place

Gives to the room a touch of grace

More beautiful than works of art

And velvet draperies can impart.

 

Here is a symbol of a trust

Richer than wisdom thick with dust.

I see it through the half swung door,

And smile to think long years before

I, too, on Christmas Eve was young

And eagerly a stocking hung

Beside the chimney just as she,

Ere knowledge stole my faith from me.

 

Upstairs about her bed there seems

The peace of childhood's lovely dreams,

And I, grown old, almost forget

The truths with which I am beset.

Upon this blessed Christmas Eve

I, too, in Santa Claus believe.

Edgar A. Guest

 

 

CHRISTMAS EVE TASTING

 

Ahh,... the smells of Christmas Eve

A tasty morsel... devine.

 

To sample all to come:

To smell baked breads,

To spice the dressings,

To baste the turkey drums,

 

To icing cakes,

To fluff the eggs

For the 2 dozen lemon pies,

 

To see the kids noses open

Almost as big as their eyes,

As they look upon the gargantuan spread

Bedazzled with jewels and smells

Finally trying to sneak a piece

Of a tiny chocolate Christmas bell,

 

Excited,

Illluminated,

For the long awaited,

Fun loving,

Royal Feasting Day.

 

As they turn

We run and spike with rum,

The punch so ruby red

Mixed with Granddaddy's homemade wine

With cranberris and currants

Dancing inside,

This time instead.

 

Reminding them,

"This punch is for the grownups,

Yours will be at the far end of the room

With green and red peppermint floats

And strawberry ice cream inside,

coming soon..."

 

Ahh,... the smells of Christmas Eve

A tasty morsel... devine.

D. Alsup

THE OXEN

 

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.

'Now they are all on their knees,"

An elder said as we sat in a flock

By the embers in hearthside ease.

 

We pictured the meek mild creatures where

They dwelt in their strawy pen,

Nor did it occur to one of us there

To doubt they were kneeling then.

 

So fair a fancy few would weave

In these years! Yet, I feel,

If someone said on Christmas Eve,

 

"Come; see the oxen kneel,

"In the lonely barton by yonder coomb

Our childhood used to know,"

I should go with him in the gloom,

Hoping it might be so.

Thomas Hardy ( 1840 - 1928 )

 

HURRAH FOR CHRISTMAS EVE

 

Hurrah for Christmas Eve!

Another day for shopping

For mom and dad

For bro and sis

For goodies to fill the stockings.

 

For all year long

We've been too busy

Just pushing the shopping date deadline,

For this Blessed day out of our minds.

 

If we would only slow down,

Stop and remember.

The Gift is Jesus Christ,

And just loving each other

Is the best gift and prize.

D. Alsup

 

 

CHRISTMAS EVE ACROSTIC FOR BRIANNA

 

Choirs that sing

Heralding tunes

Ringing above the air,

Infant baby Jesus

See Him everywhere.

Time to remember, time to renew.

Multitudes shall praise His name,

Asking for the light.

Savoir of us all, so phenomenally right.

Eve of all eves,

Viewing moments from the past, future and now,

Ending at midnight tonight.

D. Alsup

 

WE LOVE CHRISTMAS EVE

 

At our house,

All things korny and old fashioned.

We like stringing popcorn to don the Christmas tree,

Making ornaments for all to see,

Hot apple cider,

Baking pumpkin pies

Oh, the smell of it,

And as you come in from the cold, 

The warm heat gives you such a gift,

What a prize.

"What is figgy puddin' anyway?"

But the name still smiles my eyes.

 

CD music playing all through the house,

Lights flashing in the windows.

We'd freak out, if we saw a mouse.

Oh we love Christmas Eve!

Setting up with the finishing touches

For the big, big day to come.

D. Alsup

 

 

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Moulik Mistry 6 years ago from Burdwan, West Bengal, India

Beautiful Christmas poems...


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BIGCSSHOP 6 years ago Author

Thanks Moulik Mistry for checking out our Christmas poems. I'm so glad that you liked them!


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sudeep13582 6 years ago from Howrah

great poems.... nice..


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BIGCSSHOP 6 years ago Author

Thanks sudeep13582 for visiting. I'm glad you liked the poetry.


James Rich 4 years ago

Christmas Eve is a great poem, made me think of my 9 yr old daughter and the hope that she still believes.


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BIGCSSHOP 4 years ago Author

Hi James Rich, Glad you enjoyed the poetry. Thanks so much for stopping by. Have an Awesome New Year!

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