Poetic Bloomings asked us how we are preparing for the “holiday season.” We celebrate Hanukkah and Christmas and would love to get in on some Kwanzaa action, so somebody invite us! Here’s my take, and it’s posted in full on the Poetic Bloomings site.
Also, the old form “3 = x + poem” I invented didn’t go over, in part because it was a stupid name! It is now called the Barlette, in honor of my dad, Bud Barlow, who could recite verse upon verse of Kipling and Service.
Preparations, Busy Lady (a Barlette)
So many items tempt me
at the small shops on State.
Thusfar, these are some:
(of the sum total)
Warm socks for homeless men
and women, so desperate are these
forgotten people in need.
(Mary and Joseph)
Diapers – disposable, as baby’s
parents are provided a garbage bin
by the City of Madison.
(swaddling baby Jesus)
Donations, dough for digs that
ministers are hunting out and heating;
shelters, daytime rest and a hot meal.
(Magi, bearing gifts)
A homeless man died on a bench in front of
the Capitol Dome (ironic unless you live here);
Gov. charges $75 for “advocacy groups” to enter.
(No room at his inn)
If ever there was a season for advocacy,
for caring for the poor and despairing,
if not now – when? One prayer to offer.
(Christmas is about giving “Jesus style”)
© Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
Also at my poetic nest, Poets United.