Very poignant, and an important angle to consider at christmas time. I like the way the ribbons and pretty bows represent frivolity, our vacuous christmases, that contrasts the harsh, raw reality that others live. Ending the poem with 'dignity' also very good, dignity and the desire to maintain it through hard times is often something we forget, people can often be patronising and superior when they give charity, when charity ought to be about empathy, understanding and a helping hand. Very nice poem.
Generosity, kindness, sympathy all wrapped in year after year of people like you, like others, like me sensing a time when poems such as yours will simply fade into dust and carry memories into a fossilized rock.
Your compassion shines here, my friend. Indeed, many are wrapped up in the materialistic side of the holiday. I believe everyone needs to see the other side of the tracks, the other side of humanity. You know my views on this. Wonderful!
All we want for Christmas... Was there ever such an innocence? Need brings simplicity.
Sometimes our cup is so full we cannot feel our need for Christmas so we just have a happy holiday instead.
I like the darkness about this one. And how you wrap a merry, glistening, happy whatever topic like Christmas into sth ugly like the truth-the ugly truth about this world.
yes, have had one or two spells of such a life, not far from such places even now, I like the glimpses you portray here, its hard to reach the one's who need it most, you don't find them in line for the shelters. Far from finding comfort in fellow homeless, many are vulnerable to exploitation from the stronger even there. Contrary to popular belief...they aren't all drunks and addicts, their stories are worth their weight in gold, if only they were the sort to let it out. I remember reading Supertramp by Smith...I forget his initials, he was a poet and writer, his book was a classic. If only it wasn't just Christmas that stirred us to remember them. Your poem is a good portrayal especially on the importance of dignity. Thankyou.
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
yes, like you said, some of us have been one paycheck away from this life...for most of our lives..... read moreyes, like you said, some of us have been one paycheck away from this life...for most of our lives....
Christmas is a rough time to see homeless on the streets. We gather around our families and they beg for food. To go through life is to see things like this, no one escapes it, especially in the city. Anyone with a heart can feel sorrow at the sight of them.
Good poem Jacob.
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
thank you, Tim...it is obvious you have a big heart.
And we are back to the forgotten, those invisible or too dirty to bear. And so people pass them by when a hot meal and a pair of warm socks or shoes would be a cherished gift. "What if God was one of us.." a bit of kindness of all it takes to touch a life for good.
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
thank you for your kind words, Jaycee...and yes, joan osborne said it all didn't she? what if he wa.. read morethank you for your kind words, Jaycee...and yes, joan osborne said it all didn't she? what if he was?
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..