Tree Poems. More difficult poems for the New Year holidays Santa Claus is coming

Maria Petrovna Klokova-Lapina

(1884 - 1943)

Free-flowing snow in the field at night, silence.
In the dark sky, in a soft cloud, the moon sleeps.
Quiet in the field. Dark-dark looks at the forest.
Santa Claus, a huge old man, tears from the Christmas tree.
He is all white, all in new, all in the stars,
Wearing a white cap and boots.
All in silver icicles beard.
He has an ice whistle in his mouth.
Higher, higher Santa Claus grows.
Here he came out from behind the fir trees and birches.
Here he stomped, grabbed a pine
And patted the moon with a snow mitten.
He walked, he shook his head,
He whistled into his icy whistle.
All the snowflakes have settled down in the snowdrifts.
All the snowflakes lit up.

Come on, Christmas tree, brighter
Shine the lights.
We invited guests
Have fun with us.

On the paths, on the snow,
Through forest lawns
Jumped on a holiday to us
Long-eared bunny.

And behind him - look at everything! -
Red fox.
The fox also wanted
Have fun with us.

Waddling is going
Toed bear.
He carries honey as a gift
And a big bump.

Come on, Christmas tree, brighter
Shine the lights.
So that the paws of the animals
They danced themselves.

I was born under a happy star.
My father was a good wizard.
Life opened up to me in a beautiful dream,
In the panorama of fairy tales and miracles.


Under the azure morning skies
On the land of amber-emerald
I entered life as a wonderful princess
Into the shadow of alluring veils of life...


On the green sunny road
I ran, holding my breath,
And how light were the wings of the legs,
And like a key, an impulse boiled in my soul.


The raging tide came running
Muffled my voice with the noise of the storm
But the star shone to me in azure,
And the leg was not afraid of a break ...

And all people - kind or strict -
I was thrown flowers on the road ...


Fierce years have passed.
The wizard drowned in their abyss.
And my star left the sky
And I woke up in the desert.


Not a trace on the loose sand
From a beautiful fairy princess.
The colorful veils are lifted,
And under them - muddy water ...

And I wander in the sand, as in a web,
And there is no road in my desert.


1922



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Something important, heavy head is full,
Doom obscure fragments flicker,
Words are crowded in a bright motley crowd
And as soon as they are born, they die.


Somewhere the unresolved question is screaming loudly,
Somewhere timidly the answer arises ...
No - all this is not that - it's the wind that makes noise
And the trees shake with a groan.


For some reason, tears suddenly flowed from my eyes,
The heart seems to bury someone.
No no no. This is an old gray cypress
Bends and groans under the windows.


Someone whispers in my chest, I don't know what,
Quiet, as if afraid to cry.
No, it's not all that. It's so outside the window
A fine autumn rain is knocking.


Somewhere in the heart, deep annoyance boils
And worries vaguely and vaguely ...
No, it's not all that. This is the noise of the wind
This room is so uncomfortable.

1909

CHRISTMAS TREE

What is growing
On the tree?
cones
Yes, needles.
chocolate balls
They don't grow on a tree.

Do not grow on a tree
Gingerbread and flags
Nuts don't grow
In golden paper.

These flags and balloons
Grew up today
In honor of the Russian* kids,
On New Year's holiday!

In the cities of my country,
in the villages
And in the villages
So many lights have grown
On fun
Elkah!

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*The original uses the word "Soviet".

K.CHUKOVSKY

As the elephants heard about the Christmas tree,
Jaguars, baboons, wild boars,
They immediately joined hands in joy
And around the Christmas trees squatting rushed.

It doesn't matter that, having danced, Behemoth
He threw a chest of drawers on the Crocodile,
Yes, with overclocking, the steep-horned Rhinoceros
Horn, horn caught on the threshold.

Oh, how fun, how fun Jackal
He played a dance song on the piano.
Even the butterflies rested on their sides,
Trepaka danced with mosquitoes.

Dancing siskins and bunnies in the forests,
Crayfish are dancing, perches are dancing in the seas,
Worms and spiders are dancing in the field,
dance ladybugs and bugs.

Mirvari DILBAZI

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SANTA CLAUS

Hey guys, join us
All the guys to us!
Today Santa Claus
Walks home.

Snow in the yard
Everything is listed
Someone peeked
Through a dark window.

There is a loud knock on the door:
Knock-knock-knock-knock-knock!
Hey, rather in a circle,
All the guys in a circle!

Came to visit us
Santa Claus
And something
Just didn't bring it!

He has with him
Available for all kids
delicious chocolate,
sweet marmalade,

Stars and flags
Chains, strings of beads.
Grandfather barely informed
Precious cargo!

Light the Christmas tree
It's long overdue.
opened the door
Wide open kid.

Rushed in a crowd
Hug the guest.
"Hush, - grandfather said, -
How not to crush everything!

Came up to the tree
Santa Claus,
Unfolded hem
Santa Claus.

And fell down
Bundles and bags,
Spruce figured out
In sparkles, lights.

Someone suddenly said:
"Grandfather is cold -
He is in the snow, in the ice
From head to toes!

Let's fire up the oven
Spare no wood.
Soon in a pot
The tea will be ready!

Went from the oven
Immediately warm spirit.
What is grandpa
Did you suddenly shed a tear?

The fire blazed
The kettle sang
Santa Claus
He groaned, sweated.

Children say:
"Here, have a cup of tea."
Stuffy old man
Too bad for the old man.

Already from him a stream
Sweat poured out.
Children say:
"It's melting ice."

Pour streams from your feet,
From the beard, from the cheeks.
And his face
It became a fist.

"Remove the oven!" -
The grandfather called to the children.
Turn around, look
And there is no grandfather! ..

E. ILYINA

OUR YOLKA

Look
In the door crack -
You'll see
Our tree.

Our tree
High
Gets
Up to the ceiling.
And on her
Hanging toys -
From stand
To the top.

On the branches
glittering mica,
Upstairs is on fire
Star.

Who is this and where does it come from
Brought such a miracle to us?
What a day in our garden
It's the first day of the year!

Red-breasted bullfinch
Sat right up to the ceiling.
Arrived from afar
From a living area.

Children, children, here I am!
I landed on a star.
- Which one?
- On gold.
- What do you see?
- The forest is dense.
- What's in the forest?
- Toys,
Scarecrows and guns
Beads and crackers,
honey gingerbread,
mailboxes,
painted drums,
Circus monkeys.
And around - colored flags,
paper parachutes,
Here's one already open
Just breathe and it will fly.

Here is a cardboard box
He is hung up by a knot,
And under the lid in the chest
Piglet in a cap.
It's all chocolate
Marmalade tail.

From fluffy white cotton
Made a bearded dwarf,
He has in hand lantern,
The dwarf looks at the calendar.
On the calendar sheet
First of January!

Z. ALEKSANDROVA

herringbone

Little Christmas tree
Cold in winter
Christmas tree from the forest
We took it home.

white hare
Christmas tree asked:
"Mint gingerbread
Bring the bunny!"

The squirrel jumped
In a blue fur coat:
"Christmas tree, Christmas tree,
I will go with you!"

Little Christmas tree
The rooms are warm
Hare and squirrel
Breathe on glass.

red finches
Curl at the window.
In a warm thaw
The tree is visible.

How many on the Christmas tree
colored balls,
pink gingerbread,
Cones of gold!

How many under the tree
Little guys!
Stomp, clap,
Cheerfully shout:

"Christmas tree, Christmas tree,
Bright lights,
blue beads,
Christmas tree, call!

A smart branch
Drop below!
Us chocolate
Feed the fish!

Let's stand under the tree
In a friendly round dance.
fun, fun
Let's meet New Year

M. KLOKOVA

SANTA CLAUS

Flying snow in the field at night,
Silence.
In the dark sky, in the soft cloud
Sleeping moon.
Quiet in the field. dark-dark
Looks at the forest.
Santa Claus, a huge old man,
From the tree of tears.
He is all white, all in updates,
All in the stars
In a white hat and downy
Boots.
All in silver icicles
Beard.
He has a whistle in his mouth
From ice.
Higher, higher
Santa Claus is growing up.
Here he is out
Because of the trees and birches.
Here it flooded
grabbed a pine tree
And patted
Snow mitten moon.
He walked
He shook his head
He whistled
In your whistle icy.
All snowflakes
They settled down in the snowdrifts,
All snowflakes
The flames lit up.

E.TARAHOVSKAYA

CHRISTMAS TREE

Christmas tree, Christmas tree, Christmas tree,
prickly needle,
Flashlights,
golden fireflies,
Flapper guns,
Rotary mills,
Ducks, pipes,
Carp and fishing rods
Lollipops, bells,
Two goats, three sheep,
Nut most of all
All nuts - a nut!
Music,
Dancing,
Fun,
Closely,
What to whom
Will get -
Unknown!

N.GINTSBURG

round dance

Christmas tree! Christmas tree! New Year!
The round dance began.

We run and meet us
Tiny candles flicker.
Santa Claus in the green thicket,
Give me, give me a shiny ball!
Run without a track
Three funny nesting dolls,
golden sled,
Yellow lamb.
Motley skydivers
Dancing in silvery threads,
Fly agaric with cracker
Chasing a gun
House - for the mouse,
The beetle is behind the frog.

Hold on tight!.. And the candles
They run towards us quickly.
We are even faster - and suddenly
Everything merged into a brilliant circle.

Z. ALEKSANDROVA

SANTA CLAUS

Santa Claus walking through the forest
Past the maples and birches,
Past the clearings, past the stumps,
Walked through the forest for eight days.

He walked along the forest -
He dressed the Christmas trees in beads.
This New Year's Eve
He will take them to the guys.

Silence in the meadows
Shining yellow moon.
All trees in silver
Hares dance on the mountain
Ice sparkles on the pond,
The New Year is coming.

And Santa Claus comes
In every city and collective farm.
This New Year's Eve
He brings gifts to everyone.

N. Stozhkova

Santa Claus puts all the hares under the Christmas tree
By soft toy- fluffy wolf.
Let every coward play the one
Who brings terror to him in the forest.

And each chanterelle - a new comb
For trendy, shiny and red hair.
So that there was no time to offend bunnies -
You have to keep your hair in order.

A basket of raspberries? Honey from a barrel?
Left under a huge forest spruce
Alarm clock that wakes up the bear in the spring.

In defense of Santa Claus

A. Barto

My brother (he outgrew me)
Brings everyone to tears.
He told me that Santa Claus
Not Santa Claus at all!
He told me:
- Don't trust him! —
But here by myself
The door opened
And suddenly I see
Grandfather enters.
He has a beard
Dressed in a sheepskin coat
Toe loop to the very heels!
He says:
- Where is the tree?
Do the children sleep?
With a big silver bag
It stands, sprinkled with snow,
In a fluffy hat grandfather.
And the elder brother secretly repeats:
- Yes, this is our neighbor!
How can you not see: the nose is similar!
Both arms and back! —
I answer: - So what!
And you look like a grandmother
But you're not her!

Santa Claus

With a white shimmering veil,
Everything was covered in winter
And on your new path
Here she appeared.

Following her is
Our beloved Santa Claus,
And the little fry runs out:
“Grandfather, what did you bring us?”

How many pretty eyes
And flushed cheeks...
Hear the creaking of the sleigh,
Someone's horse tinkled.
Will there be dolls, toys?
Will there be piles of candy?
Candles on the Christmas trees, crackers?
Grandfather! Yes or no?

Grandfather smiled slyly
And he continues to walk.
Haven't you forgotten us, right?
Or doesn't want to say?
Spruce branches are waving
Because of the wide back.
He keeps laughing: “Oh, kids!
Were you obedient?

Santa Claus is coming

G. Tukai

Now fields, then forests,
Between birch trunks
To us on a troika with bells
Santa Claus is coming.
Rides at a trot and gallop,
Knowing what's coming
Straight down the secret paths
To the people of the New Year.
Snow wrapped in soft cotton wool
Birch branches...
Red-cheeked, bearded
Santa Claus is coming.

winter guest

N. Naidenova

We will not meet him in the spring,
He won't come in the summer
But in winter to our children
He comes every year.
He has a bright blush
Beard like white fur
Interesting gifts
He will cook for everyone.
Happy New Year congratulations,
Will light a magnificent Christmas tree,
amusing kids,
Get up with us in a round dance.
We welcome him together
We are great friends...
But drink hot tea
This cannot be a guest!