Sunday, 18 December 2011

A Christmas Poem

A poem by Chris Green called 'Christmas Tree Lots':

Christmas trees lined like war refugees,
a fallen army made to stand in their greens.
Cut down at the foot, on their last leg,

they pull themselves up, arms raised.
We drop them like wood;
tied, they are driven through the streets,

dragged through the door, cornered
in a room, given a single blanket,
only water to drink, surrounded by joy.

Forced to wear a gaudy gold star,
to surrender their pride,
they do their best to look alive.


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  2. Indeed, a poem of great magnitude.. just what i sometimes think about the Christmas trees...
    Thanks. Thanks a lot.

  3. Somehow this made me glad we have a artificial tree at home. But it is a great poem.

  4. Aww, the christmas poem was great (and those blinking light of the tree is tooo pretty ). Love it. Thanks for sharing.

    Happy Holidays,
    Anne Walker
    Short Christmas Poems

  5. That's a cool christmas poem, you did good. More power to your blog.


  6. That's a cool christmas poem, you did good. More power to your blog.


  7. Oh this is such a lovely Christmas greeting.:) I'm keeping it in my list too.

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