Christmas Eve in a Small Town

Christmas Eve in a Small Town

A Poem by M. J. Smith


The night is silent.
Only the stars can see me.
Tears freeze on my cheeks.

Christmas in heaven...
Wish I could be there with you.
But I was left behind.

Our dear home is gone.
The streets have taken me in.
The world looks away.

Snow fills my worn shoes.
The wind bites through my thin coat.
My pack is heavy.

But a drifter must soldier on.

© 2021 M. J. Smith

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Poignant Haiku! Took me into nature and your psyche and loss. I haven't written them down yet but have a few where I try to hide that I'm talking human masked in nature. Trying to beat the rules that are made to be broken.

I really like your poetry. I'll be back

Posted 4 Months Ago

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Part of me is still astonished at how homelessness can happen in such a nation of wealth. Heart felt write.

Posted 4 Months Ago

Too many people can identify with this poem.
The silent night and a lonely heart trying to hear into Heaven's windows.

Posted 4 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I can see you in the words. This must be the Joplin after the winds came and blew it away?

Posted 5 Months Ago

This is so touching and as well as emotional.

Posted 5 Months Ago

A sad poem. Too many people end up on the streets as a result of a change in circumstances. Topical write. At Christmas, it must be even more of a struggle. You convey the scene well.


Posted 5 Months Ago

such a sad write.....
well expressed emotions

Posted 5 Months Ago

A sad poem shared M.J. Smith. I could feel the memories and the place of struggle. You allowed the reader to understand. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.

Posted 5 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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9 Reviews
Added on December 18, 2021
Last Updated on December 18, 2021
Tags: Homelessness, grief, haiku, poems


M. J. Smith
M. J. Smith

Joplin, MO

Not much to tell. Age, 51, married, have teenage daughter, 1 cowardly dog, and 1 spoiled lionhead bunny. I write poetry, have recorded my first cd, and am poet in residence at a pentecostal church. more..


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