Can you see . . .
homes alight with holiday cheer
stars and angels atop yule tide trees,
shoppers bustling, carolers singing
couples kissing ‘neath mistletoe,
gingerbread men snuggling in Christmas tins.

Can you see . . .
bell ringers seeking donations
people laughing, rushing by,
widowers staring out windows
dabbing eyes as snow fills air,
crumpled souls cowering on sewer grates.

Marking time . . .
advent wreaths lit each week
expectations for blessings dear.
Homeless shelters filled each night
bed fitful sleepers dreading dawn
when same day starts anew.

Photo: Christmas tree of my childhood.  Amaya asks us to write a poem for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets, using Apostrophe as a literary device. Addressing someone within the poem. 

3 thoughts on “Perspectives

  1. Frank Hubeny December 7, 2019 / 8:46 pm

    There are many ways to mark time. I remember putting tinsel on a Christmas tree. Your photo reminds me that I rarely see that today.


  2. Gospel Isosceles December 9, 2019 / 9:38 pm

    That is the holiest thing about the light. He sees everyone from the fanciful to the forlorn. And thank you, Lillian, for seeing us all too.


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