Hello Poetry Lovers
How are your Christmas plans going? (What do you mean, is it Christmas?!). 
We rush about getting ready for what really is one day – Boxing Day now succumbed to early January sales – but do we really think about the day itself? 
Lovely and talented poet Trisha Broomfield certainly has and has summed it up succinctly in this terrifically detailed piece. 
An alphabet poem too – one of my favourite forms. Do read on, this could be uncomfortable reading for most of us. Fantastic piece;
Activities you don’t enjoy, or do?
Brussel sprouts, yum or yuk,
Cat attempts to climb the tree,
Dropping needles, broken lights.
Easy on the Bailey’s Gran!
Festooned rooms and red balloons,
Gargantuan portions, of above mentioned sprouts.
Heavy stomachs and sighs.
Incredible inedibles from pop up shops.
Jesus mentioned in passing.
Kisses, mistletoe or not
Love, written mainly on cards.
Most of us exhausted,
No one listening
Only The Lonely, by Roy.
Panic for just one day.
Quarrels inevitable,
Resultant huffy teens.
Snoring granddads.
Telly a trial, not just a bushtucker one.
Underwear wished for doesn’t fit.
Victory on the Monopoly board, (I’m the top hat).
Wishing it over, wishing it longer.
Xmas, hate that word.
Yearnings for loves lost since last year.
Z beds pulled out for nephews.
02/12/2022Trisha Broomfield
Wasn’t that just a terrific piece. So true and poignant – and I get the sneakiest feeling we wouldn’t change any of it.
Thank you so much Trisha, please keep them coming.
Thanks for tuning in, PL’s. Any poems summing that big day are welcome. Answers on a postcard to the usual address….we’ll be back real soon.
Heather Moulson 
CHRISTMAS written 29th November 2012
IT’S CHRISTMAS, A TIME FOR LOVED ONES AND FAMILY
FOR MISTLETOE AND MULLED WINE, AND THE CHRISTMAS TREE
CHILDREN SMILING AND LAUGHING, WITH EXCITEMENT IN THEIR EYES
HOPING ALL THEIR PRESENTS AND THEIR WISHES, DO MATERIALISE
EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN FAVOURITE, PART OF THE CELEBRATION
OF JESUS CHRIST’S BIRTH, WE’RE TOGETHER AS A NATION
IT’S SUCH A LOVELY TIME OF YEAR, WITH LIGHTS SHINING SO BRIGHT
AND CAROL SINGERS CAN BE HEARD, THROUGH THE DAY AND NIGHT
THERE IS SO MUCH TO EAT AND DRINK, AND OH SO MUCH TO DO
DO YOU VISIT FAMILY, OR DO THEY COME TO YOU?
IT’S THE TIME OF YEAR FOR TURKEY, WITH ROASTIES AND THE SPROUTS
MINCE PIES TOO, AND, CHRISTMAS PUD, AS EVERYBODY SHOUTS
CRACKERS PULLED, SOME YOU WIN, AND THERE ARE GIFTS GALORE
DON’T DRINK TOO MUCH, OR BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, EVERYONE WILL HEAR YOU SNORE
YOU PLAY GAMES AND WATCH TV, AND REPEATS ARE OFTEN SHOWN
BUT SPARE A THOUGHT, FOR THOSE NOT SO FORTUNATE, WHO SPEND CHRISTMAS ALONE
SO, MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL, WHEREVER YOU MAY BE
LET’S HOPE OUR WISHES DO COME TRUE, FOR YOU AND FOR ME
BE KIND AND THOUGHTFUL, ENJOY IT ALL, STARTING WITH CHRISTMAS EVE
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER, IT IS BETTER TO GIVE, THAN EVER TO RECEIVE
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