Learning to write a poem for Christmas? Going to recite a Christmas verse before your peers? Maybe you can get a flash of inspiration here. We have sorted out a volume of Christmas poems, traditional or modern, for your holiday greeting and presentation.
You can publish the poem in text to a blog, personal website, and other sites accepting poem submission; or type it as greeting message to a Christmas card; or use a more delicate media for your Xmas poem – organize it in PowerPoint with animation, transition, pictures, voice-cover and video clips to add a vibrant tone. Then, you can show the Christmas poem to the audience via a projector.
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The Christmas poetry includes secular holiday poems, Christian Christmas verse and prayers, Christmas love poems, and etc. Browse below to find out a poem that best suits you.
Christmas Poems for Blog, Card and PowerPoint
Section 1: Short Christmas Poems and Quotes
Christmas Hath A Darkness
Christmas hath a darkness;
Brighter than the blazing noon;
Christmas hath a chillness
Warmer than the heat of June,
Christmas hath a beauty
Lovelier than the world can show:
For Christmas bringeth Jesus,
Brought for us so low
By Christina Rosetti
The Nicest Present
Under the tree the gifts enthrall,
But the nicest present of them all
Is filling our thoughts with those who care,
Wanting our Christmas joy to share.
To you, whom we’re often thinking of,
We send our holiday joy and love.
By Joanna and Karl Fuchs
I Heard The Bells on Christmas Day
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!
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Visit from St Nicholas
Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there
By Clement C Moore
Christmas Is A Holiday For Friends
Christmas is a holiday for friends,
However they may be, or not, related.
Remember that the three wise kings were strangers
In search of one remote, uncanny dream.
So may we all be far more than we seem,
Together bound for dark and haunting changes,
More lovely for the loves we have created
Along the lonely paths from means to ends,
Stumbling towards that star of Bethlehem.
By Nicholas Gordon
Section 2: Longer Christmas Poems
Merry Christmas to the One I Love
Remembering the love of one whose call
Redeemed all those whose hearts his love might move.
Yet only one love does my spirit prove,
Chosen in a passion like a squall,
Having in such ecstasy withal
Rejoiced in what we were created of.
In such love do we find our way outdoors,
So to be drawn to love of flesh and soul,
Traveling beyond our village green,
Moving towards the wash along our shores
As our love joins the greater love unseen,
Shining with dark passion on the whole.
By Nicholas Gordon
May This Christmas Be the First of Many
May this Christmas be the first of many,
Each more joyous in our growing love,
Revealing more of happiness than any
Riches might provide or pain remove.
Years flow like an unrepentant river,
Carrying the soil of life away,
Holding far more than they can deliver,
Rushing past the certitudes that stay.
In love there is an instance of forever
So shy and lovely it eludes the eye,
The sense of being home when we’re together,
More enduring than a reason why.
As love is born of passion, borne by will,
So may for many years we choose love still.
They gave each of us a number
All of my family were there
Our neighbors and our friends
All were crammed together
We walked until we stumbled
Then crawled into cold rough wagons
Elbow to elbow we traveled for miles
But at least we were together
Yeah we are going inside now
Just follow those in front and hurry
Hold onto your brother’s hand
We don’t want to be separated
Screams of pain and putrid smells
We merge on towards the unknown
Crowd crushing us before and behind
Nowhere else to go but together
Together we are going in
To the fire, to the heat
Of Auschwitz we will go
Silently as one people.
By Iris Deurmyer
Mary of Christmas
I know not how, dear Lady love,
To offer you my praise,
I cannot fashion as I wish
The words that I world raise.
You stand afar, celestial Queen,
The stars are in your crown,
They spangle at each gesture’s path
And dust upon your gown.
Perhaps I might recall the night
You knelt beside the crib,
The night when doors and casements shut
And left a mountain’s rib,
Alone, exposed, to hoard you close
Beside the new-born Child
And seek in Joseph’s kindly eyes
For something worldly-mild.
To counteract such mundane chill
I hereby set my heart,
Dim mirror of an Infant’s warmth,
Its flaming but a part,
A small, sad part of Endless Love
That came on Christmas day
To show a mother wonder-bright
To guide us on our way.
The Gift of God
There was seen a radiance
Glowing one night
Near the little maiden Mary
In blue and white.
Lilies are not fairer,
Roses more red,
Than the Child she sings to slumber,
An angel said.
So the shepherds ventured
Through the white cold,
And their eyes beheld the Infant,
An hour old.
Long they gazed and wondered,
Awkward in awe,
At the paramount perfection
Within their straw.
Diamonds are but trifles!
Rubies no gem!
Cried the hearts that slaved for pittance
So it was forever,
After the night
When the little maiden Mary
Wore blue and white.
The Christmas Silence
Here in the cloister they who seek discover
A wandered fragment of the Christmas silence
That hid itself from the disquieted earth:
The silence of the Virgin bending over
The little Uncreated Innocence
Upon the bed of a most hidden birth,
The silence that was Joseph’s sacrament
Through years that were a threshold to this hour
And which was seed and stem to the white flower
That blossomed on his rod,
The speechlessness of the unlettered shepherds
Who stood amazed before the Lamb of God.
The angels sang at Christmas, but their music
Was like a stillness to the inner ear,
And soft as petals from a shaken bough.
They who go walking in the Christmas silence
Through any season of the changing year
Come to a Man with peace upon his brow
And see the Mother and the Infant near.
This house, as once the Saint of Alcantara
Said of Teresa’s, is the little hospice
Cloister or cave- its solitudes shall be
The dwelling of a human trinity
And they who enter learn a wordless language
And the Divine Untold addresses them.
We wish you get the most of the poems above, rhyme your blog, card or PowerPoint, and warm the hearts of family, friends, teachers and kids on Christmas 2009.
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