'Tis The Season

 

Christmas time is here

Good times and good cheer

Laughing little children play

On this wondrous Christmas day

 

And inside I am burning

With a long-forgotten yearning

I wish we were not so blue –

A White Christmas? How untrue…

 

Everything is jagged, wrong

Nothing flows for long

How many times can I stay

When I need to walk away?

 

Christmas time has come

Though I can’t even feel numb

So raise your glass and cheer

“Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year”

Reviews

[Not Afraid of Bruises]

I would say this was a little too 'greeting card' for my taste, but you took some creative license and made it somewhat depressing. For me, great poetry is poetry that says something about an object, person, event, experience, etc in a way that has never been said before. I hate saying I don't like someone's work - poetry really only needs to mean something to the writer and no one else. As a poem it's good, but I couldn't ever see it being published. Maybe it's just me and I am grouchy. well, best of luck, and keep writing, no matter what some butt face like me tells you :)