“Christmas Time” by Carolyn Cockburn

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Christmas time


Christmas means the gathering of our enormous family

When we always enjoy special time together happily.

We welcome all in our family brood

Babies new, cousins kind and uncles rude!

The presents are stacked high under the tree

Little ones collect their gifts gleefully.

The table is set; the drinks are on ice,

The red wine is mulled with a touch of spice.

Food is loaded to the brim of each plate

Make sure to tuck in before it’s too late!

Then as quick as a wink, the day’s over again.

The dishes are all washed and left to drain.

Then it’s time for a nap, maybe a swim or a game,

Before the planning for next year begins all over again!

“Samuel Emanuel” by Julie Dascoli

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Samuel Emanuel.


Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

He refused to eat his toast,

And the thing he hates the most, 

Is the healthy cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.


Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel didn’t eat lunch.

He didn’t like to wash his hair,

Or indeed to ever share,

And when bedtime comes at night 

He’s hiding outside.


Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

He doesn’t like to pack his toys, 

And he’s mean to other boys,

And when dad says time for home

He’s on the rooftop.


Samuel Emanuel’s dad was getting sad.

Samuel Emanuel’s dad was going mad.

He threw a tanty on the floor,

And banged his head upon the door.

When Samuel he saw this he was so shocked!


Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much,

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

When he saw his dad so mad,

And he started feeling bad. 

He decided it was time to STOP IT NOW!


Samuel Emanuel didn’t ask much,

Samuel Emanuel ate his whole lunch.

He was happy to eat toast,

And the thing he likes the most

Is the healthy, cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.   




“Christmas Quest” by Monty Edwards

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Christmas Quest


Oh where can I find him?

It’s now Christmas Day.

It seems that we’ve lost him

Somewhere on the way.


I thought we might find him

At shops in the mall,

Or at Christmas parties,

But few signs at all.


I can’t see him hiding

There under the tree,

Amongst all the gifts

For my family and me!


When we sang all the carols

We called out his name,

But soon we forgot

Why it was that he came:


For he lived here among us

To teach and to guide

And to pay for our wrongs

Through the death that he died.


This Jesus now lives,

So the gospels declare.

Young and old who still seek him

Find this Saviour’s right there.

Boxing Day

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Good Morning,

Thankyou for the Christmas poems that were sent in. For the next month until school starts there will be a poem every day for you to enjoy. They will include poems that have been in the waiting room from throughout the year and a few spotlights on poets who sent in a group of poems.

Prompts will resume once school returns. Enjoy the break.

Please continue to send in any poems you write  throughout January to:





‘‘Twas the night before Christmas” by Louise McCarthy


Twas the night before Christmas

And all through the town,

Not a motel was vacant,

Not a place to lie down.


A couple whose baby was just about due,

Stood at the end of a very long queue.

A wise man suggested to ask at “the stables”,

“It’s an airbnb – the owner is Mabel.


“Why thank you! “Said Joseph – the father to be,

His wife who was Mary said “Let’s get the key!”

But the guests who were staying were mooing and braying.

Joseph exclaimed “This needs some explaining”.


Mary looked up to the heavens above,

An angel appeared and said “Hark darling love,

It’s an Airbnb: no windows, no door,

Though it does have a charm that you just can’t ignore.”


So Mary and Joseph decided to stay…


A baby arrived the very next night.

And above the stable a star shone so bright,

A single star rating – for this cosy dwelling ,

The start a story so very compelling.