- A CHRISTMAS POEM -

                                                          (For Lyn, et al)

 

…Have occasioned
I think to have been decor-
rating The Tree, it’s
 
piney quills & tines  
dressing in glassy festoons
weightless baubles of
 
tins-led Christmas-candy
colors, like porcelain
fragile-fine, hooked canes
 
& dangled barber-pole-paean
peppermint-stick Memories
of savored hangon
 
trinkets & heirlooms
looming like a twinkling
tapestry ‘round
 
wreaths of snowy popped-corn
dangling - “No, darlings, that’s not
for eating…”  Yes, I  
 
have occasioned the
rows of bubbling light-tubes
like glowing chains of
 
warm caterpillars
inching-on toward the Manger’s
Star of a chrysalis
 
Christmas Joy to Light-
Up the World!  Oh Yes, I have
occasioned The Tree
 
Breathing in Ecstasy…
And the Wonder, of this from
a Guy whose Imprimitur
 
might have been
Tannenbaum!
 
                         H.e.m.-H’H.
                         12.8.MMvi. 
                          Noel.
 
 
“And so, as Tiny Tim observed, G-D bless Us, Every One!”
(Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol). And…

A “…Merry Christmas to All, and to All a Good Night!”
(Clement Clarke Moore, “Twas The Night Before Christmas”).

Amen.

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