Beneath the Tree #christmas #poverty #poetry


beneath the tree

We

looked

at pictures

colorful memories

 early morning squeals

mouth-watering scents

and glittery anticipation

this year

tradition shattered

I  looked  at  pictures

tear  fused  with  the ink

unrecognizable monochrome blurs

replaced     the     jolly    scene

journey into

unknown

packages empty

the air was- the same

The  pictures  looked  at me

questions   disturbing   balance

where         are             the?

why aren’t there?

shaking my head

I tossed the picture beneath the space

where the tree would have been

I decided to write a series of poems in contrast to the traditional Christmas. This is written  from the insider’s vantage point.

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5 thoughts on “Beneath the Tree #christmas #poverty #poetry

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