Amy Barlow Liberatore… stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

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Image used by permission of Wikimedia Commons, thanks to KLNMAX

Christmas Traditions…

The era after World War II
when “I’ll be home for Christmas” came true
People craved security
Best shown beneath the Christmas tree

War-worn dads took comfort in
their jobs, affording clatter and din
of toys beneath the Douglas fir:
endless bounty for him and her

The dolly really wet her diaper!
A toy gun for a future sniper
Pink for girls and blue for boys,
tearing paper off new toys

Thus was born a new tradition:
Lots more gifts! Spend with ambition!
As songs of Santa replaced carols
Jesus was lost, all was sterile

Once, one gift, just one – no more
Now Christmas spent at mall and store
This season is depressing; why?
Because the Christ child gets passed by

© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

You know most people are burnt out on pseudo-Christmas by now. The constant post-Thanksgiving pop music. The who-can-buy-the-most-presents crap. Endless parades of ugly sweaters destined for the Goodwill shop.

The Longest Night, also called Blue Christmas, is a Christian service on the Solstice, this year Saturday. If you’re not feeling “holly jolly,” if you want to get a little Jesus back in the equation, check out a service. Lots of homeless folks, people who’ve lost loved ones, who’ve lost jobs… people who are simply soured on the commercialism, all get together and share stories.   It might be the best Christmas present you give yourself this year… and let me know how it turns out.

No prompt for this one.  Just sending it out into the ether(net) and hoping you don’t get “the Christmas Blues” like so many.  Peace, Amy


Fall Depression Full 001

Fall Moves In (a lament)

A hearty breeze brings
a shower of shattered shedlings
scattered on the lawn

At dawn, slippery, slothful
lying low; sunup warms and
wakes them to crunchcrackle delight

Within the crowd, can you see?
Lost souls… no tree to shelter them
Fodder for the loathsome length

of punishing, pewter-sky winter

© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
Artwork © Amy Barlow Liberatore (open image in new window for closer view)

More artwork from me, drawn this time for the theme of the poem.

I already have a head start on the winter blues.
Lots of you know what I mean, and I’ll take on the subject of “holly jolly consumerism” later on.
The thought gave birth to verse and art, so I guess something good came out of it!
For Poets United’s Poetry Pantry and Imaginary Garden With Real Toads.
Peace and light, Amy