Open Poetry #49 |
So This is Christmas |
Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
So this is Christmas sitting alone at a table for four kids gone to their dads house so quiet is frightening scraps of glittery paper on the floor the trees' soft glow all I can see through my tears and my heart breaks...again ...and again don't know why I even bother anymore So this is Christmas So...this is Christmas. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
You bother because you love things, Things going,things returning All at proper, and improper times... As Frost said "Nothing Gold can last.." He took that ( I believe) directly from Buddhist thought "Look at everything as if it is already broken" Then you will love things and people incredibly when they are whole, ( including yourself.) Your poem is from your heart, sad to read, but real Love your heart, even when it is broken. Merry Christmas, poet. "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Eh . . . I, too, have the Christmas blues, Paula. (Have your name tattooed on my lower right arm.) The reason? My daughter's name is Paula. Back to your poem, Ice is correct, it all has to do with love and observation. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
You're never alone when you have yourself Paula Finn. If we become too accustomed (or even dependent) on others for our emotional survival, then we've given up everything we are to someone else. When that someone is gone, they take that part of us with them and we are left with the emptiness of despair. Do something you can't do in the presence of that "someone else" while they're gone and begin to fill that emptiness with the joy that exists within you. Just do it. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
I am sorry to read of your sadness Miss Paula, but there will be happiness restored when your children return and and your home begins to vibrate once again. For as humble as they may be, please accept my best wishes for you in '16. 88's friend She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Paula, you rendered your Christmas blues very effectively. I am sorry to hear this, but I do hope it was a temporary despair due to the vision we have of Christmas, it is associated with warmth and love and coziness. To be alone on such a day is not ideal for fragile hearts. I think Mr. Martini commented very very wisely here. May you take his words to heart and be able to love yourself and trust yourself that you can overcome whatever sadness when you consider that you are here as a divine expression and that indeed guarantees that you are never ever alone. When the kids come back hug them joyously. Tears might make them feel responsible for your despair in their absence. Love and peace, dear Paula! Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
I agree with most of the comments above, but, and this is a rhetorical question and not meant in any negative way at all, but I assume you already had "Christmas" with the kids, and you two "share" the kids ("...kids gone to their dads . . . scraps of glittery paper on the floor. . ."), I wonder what "Dad" was feeling when the kids were with you? I never, ever had a Dad, except at conception, but I have been a Dad for 40 or so years and in the same situation alluded to in your poem, I would be feeling and writing this piece, instead of you. None of what I'm saying alleviates your pain and iota, but turn your feelings to happiness for your kids - - - at least they have a Dad!, and he apparently cares for them a great deal if he wants to spent time with them. Smile, my friend, and turn your personal grief to shared happiness with them. my heart, jimmy |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
nice writing...yes unfortunately all of our Christmases won't be merry and bright...james |
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