Poem: Modern People Modern Christmas

We consider ourselves modern humans
Disconnected from our backwards ways
Having left all of our superstitions behind
As we chant together ancient incantations

Poem: Wishing for a White Christmas

I only remember one white Christmas
And being so excited Santa brought snow
It’s one of those few recollections
When you believe Christmas magic is real

Poem: Christmases Past

It’s that time of year to bring out old boxes
Filled with trinkets of years past
Locked away after each Christmas
To try and save their magic for another year
That they still possess inside their fragile frames

Poem: Delicious

lips taste like Christmas
of cinnamon and cloves
sweetest memories

Poem: Christmas Dance

There’s a boy sitting alone
Rubbing ice cold hands
Opposite of the warmth
Of a fire burning across the room
He’s wondering why he’s here
Obligation out weighing optimism

Poem: Green and Red

She’s dressed up in green and red
Fitting the scene just right
With candy cane stockings
And a mistletoe hairpin
She could be naughty or nice

Poem: Old Christmases

It’s Christmas time in the city
I’m feeling lonely on the streets
There’s no trees in the windows
Only a few scattered lights
Usually I love the vibrance here
This time of year it makes me feel

Poem: Obscure Melancholy

I often think to a Christmas long ago
Sitting at the adult table with a runner of gold
Two glasses in and reclined in my chair
Listening to voices that soon wouldn’t be there
The deep hold of etherness seizing me
That some Christmas will be the last Christmas

Poem: Present

I always said you were a present
And like a pretty gift wrapped box
You never know what’s inside
When you open up to the outside

Poem: Tinsel Time

Wrap me up in tinsel
Pour me another drink
So when you unwind me
The world will spin when I spin