Decoration Commemoration

Decoration Commemoration
4 December 2012

The heavy box makes it awkward
To haul down the fake evergreen.
Place the base and set it upward,
Then adjust the tips in between
The lights with just the right flair.
Retrieve the ornaments from storage.
Unbox and unwrap, handling with care,
Then hang, being attentive to moorage.
Nostalgia comes from old ornaments
Like a set of angels from coworker
Who since died, evoking sentiments
Of sadness but not a real tearjerker.
A recent acquisition of woven cloth,
Ribbon and stick pins, the prettiest
Given by its maker who is no sloth.
He has since passed the bar test
The most sentimental is from an ex.
It brings back memories of visiting.
Glass crystals catching light reflects
My mood to make the occasion exciting.

Humbug Plug

Humbug Plug

18 December 2010

By herd mentality and acting like a fool,

I decided to write a poem about Yule.

Somehow I got up the gumption

For an Ode to Conspicuous Consumption.

Starting even before Halloween

Christmas ornaments were seen.

Decorations were on display

Available in a wide array

Of themes, sizes and prices,

Obtainable with minimal sacrifices.

Unfortunately, my budget meant stopping

All unplanned impulse shopping.

Any bargain hunter or unwary buyer

Squares off with a marketing empire.

It’s enough to make me act like Scrooge

And head home for safety and refuge.

Nevertheless, for the first time in twenty

Plus years, I put up a holiday tree.

I got it cheap last year the-day-after

And have kept it stored above the rafter.

Putting up the tree gave me the pleasure

Of digging thru long buried treasure.

I got a chance to unpack

Ornaments from way back.

I must make a confession

To nostalgia possession.

I got a chance to recall

The occasion when each ball

Or decoration came into my life

All the way back to my ex-wife.

It’s been said that Christmas is for children,

But sometimes adults think way back when,

Adding to the anticipation

Of a memorable celebration.