***
Christmas, what is it
but a waste of electricity
a pagan festival removed
a flood of angels’ tears
the death of the butterfly
a time of impossible sorrow
the night side of happiness
a smile upon an expectant face
a forgotten memory
a mythology
of remarkable provocations
or an open-hearted flower …
What is it
but a painful reminder
of our ridiculous humanity
***
~
A slightly edited poem from 2014
A Gap In The Clouds 