Saturday, December 22, 2012

"Gifts" (poem)



Remember those brand new moments
wrapped tightly in the crisp wintry nights
fastened with the velvety ribbons of city streets
a bright bow of sunrise sitting on top?

They were placed under the tree by someone’s hand
like Christmas gifts, to not be touched yet
They taunted, and drove us crazy
and did not stand a chance –
we tore the wrapping to shreds
dying to feel them
seize them
keep
them

Someone was telling us to not open the gifts early
we were too happy to listen




Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur

written for dVerse 

27 comments:

  1. a bright bow of sunrise...now there is an image...there is always such anticipation too with presents..there are def some presents i wish i would have been told to hold off opening...smiles.

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  2. that brought back some vivid memories...and yeah...too happy, too curious to wait..and yet...there are presents i wish i would've left untouched until the time was ripe..smiles

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  3. ah, to be young and restless;) LOVE this!

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  4. How lovely ~ We are always eager to rip them apart, that is why until now my gifts are unwrapped ~ Smiles ~

    Merry Christmas to you ~

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    1. Oh, don't even remind me...lots of late night wrapping awaits..
      Thank you, Heaven, and Merry Christmas to you!

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  5. What a wise and wonderful write. The first stanza is superb.

    I wish I had left opening a few gifts until later too.

    Have a wonderful Christmas.

    Anna :o]

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  6. Such a lovely write! I enjoyed the joy of this!

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  7. Anna, Audrey - thank you for your words.

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  8. The metaphors in your first stanza catch and hold the reader's attention. And the joie de vivre expressed is contagious. What a wonderful holiday piece!

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/12/22/gods-talking-to-you/

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  9. Not to open the gifts early-so true in reality of gift giving and in life's gifts. I could just picture all as I read your poem. THank you for sharing.

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  10. Greedily seizing a precious moment -- but when unwrapped, all we have is our unsatisfied greed. Then someone suggests no unwrapping -- so we can enjoy so much more beauty

    fun write !! Thanks for making me think

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    1. And thank you for the comment, Sabio!

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    2. You might want to try turning off moderation. Just let comments be posted immediately after someone writes them. Just a thought

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    3. I'll give it a thought, thank you, Sabio!

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  11. Just checking. I came back to look for replies but don't see my comment. Maybe you moderate comments. Don't know if you know that you can turn off moderation.

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    1. Both comments are up now (and so am I :-)
      I do read the comments before posting them, but I've been very fortunate: I've never been attacked by trolls. I was spammed once though, so I deleted that one.

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  12. Love this! It brought back happy memories for me too :)

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  13. ..the memories you painted here are so real for anyone not to relate with... very simple but full of excitement within... thank you for the poem Poet...

    Merry Christmas to you and family...

    smiles...

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    1. Thank you so much, Kelvin, Merry Christmas to you and yours, too!

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  14. That's why I don't put the gifts under the tree until I'm ready for the kids to open them; otherwise, it's just cruel. :)

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    1. We've just finished wrapping over here :-) morning (not too early, I hope) of the 25th is when the gifts are going to be found under the tree, all our beautiful wrapping torn to shreds in two seconds!

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