Still Swollen from the Table

Still swollen from the Table
The nation rises at first dawn
To contemplate the marketplace
On the Advent of Consumption’s Feast
Everywhere sticker`shock has already set in
Now Half`Price! Buy One Get Two Free!
Shelves & shop windows are bloated
With things no one wants or needs
Shoppers saunter down aisles
Fists stuffed in their pockets

On NPR callers dial in
Talking a Greener Holiday
‘Write Letters to Loved Ones’
Says one to celebrate the gift of being
‘Gather up photographs into a big collage
then have it laminated as a place`mat
‘Box up flat rocks at the beach
for skipping stones on water’
‘Make Kindness Coupons’
‘Bake some fresh bread’

Recession births creativity
When out of all their poverty
Parents gave children an orange
And a wooden ornament that moved
Then read to them ‘The Tyger Voyage’
Freeing them to board an imaginary boat
To sail the seven seas in search of fame
Why would one need a Game Boy
Or an Xbox to chase pixels
Across a dull flat screen

What are our best gifts after all
   But the gift we are ourselves


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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One Response to Still Swollen from the Table

  1. nothing but applause here

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