Let the Festivities begin (and end) – A Festive poem

unlighted red advent candles on table beside green gift boxes


Christmas comes but once a year,

Filled with presents and festive cheer.

but the run-up is filled with stress and fear,

Although I’m happy, once it’s here.


I’m glad that it’s only an annual event,

for once all the foods eaten and presents sent,

I’m sick of Chocolate and my energy spent,

when it’s over and gone, I’m relieved it went.


Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 15th December 2019





Three Things Challenge, 10th June 2018

This is a Three Things Challenge as set by the haunted wordsmith, see link below:


Here are the three words for 10 June 2018: boy, hobbit, romance


Here is my attempt:


Every Christmas it was the same routine. She always got up first and started the breakfast. Then for the only time in the whole year her two kids would get up without her having to yell up the stairs at them. 

Jennifer and Jonathan, or Jenn and Jojo as they want to be called at the moment, would still play fight as they tried to be the first ones to get to the presents under the tree. 

“Wait, you have to wait until after Christmas dinner to open your presents. Grandma’s coming and your Auntie Jocelyn and Uncle Peter. They’re bringing your cousins Eric and Abigail too. I want you to all open your presents at the same time.”

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