- Non-Erotic Poetry
- blind obstination
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Click here*blind obstination*
life is like my christmas tree
no flashing lights,
a bit lopsided.
real.
memories hang
on brittle, tired branches;
limbs that cry out
from the weight of it all.
yes, i know i should pack it in,
wrap the fragile globes in tissue paper,
put away the past.
let it go, let it go.
but i can't.
little christmas comes soon
and, like 20 years of yesterdays,
that's just one more thing
to which i cling
with blind obstination.
- COMMENTS
Christmas evokes memories of yesteryear ~ the enjoyment of the present ~ the longing to hold the Season close before it takes its leave. Enjoyable!
To celebrate the season's joy
Strikes me as not blind obstination;
Ten days before and ten after
Gives 3 weeks of Christmas decoration.
Our Christmas tree is on the front porch until the 15th.
Then my wife will put her foot down. I hadn't noticed all
the bagage I had attached to my life in awhile. Wish I
couldn't get it out of the way as easy as that tree. Thanks.
and it reminded me that my tree is still up. I don't seem to care one way or the other if it's there.
Anyway, your poem is real. Good poetry.