Tinselitis

AuburnScribbler

 

The hearth last night laid so bare,

the flames could not stay it’s shiver,

then I looked at the calendar there,

thus, I asked the décor to come hither,

to the thing that’s been my friend,

I shall let no warmth be missed,

a toast, let their happiness never end,

as I start with my tinselitis!

 

The walls stated their plain sorrow,

as their colours seemed so drained,

let there be no tears for tomorrow,

for now, there are like glass-stained,

windows, I will get to you next,

like the hearth and walls, you’ll glitz,

brocaded with reams of joyous text,

as I continue with tinselitis!

 

That corner wept with silent mood,

it’s tears said, fill me with Fir,

I did as I was told, it’s smile renewed,

thus, it sings brightly, a happy purr,

as does the sideboard, and passageway,

they sparkle with a festive kiss,

showing a fantastic looking display,

because of continued tinselitis!

 

The last to call upon it’s change,

is the trusted dinner table,

it’s yearning will soon be re-arranged,

to look like a Bethlehemian stable,

but for now, let me help the pantry,

with those meats, sweets, and fizz,

then I’ll aid you to roar so grandly,

when I complete my tinselitis!

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 9th, 2021 09:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: At this time of year most of us get a little crazy, and with some consideration, I think I've come up with a name for the condition: Tinselitis, (of course an old time punchline to a cracker joke, but hey!) The extent of my "craziness" is hearing inanimate objects/places around the house, screaming to be dressed up accordingly, and of course they will win. Accompanying this, is a clipart iStock image by Vect0r0vich from Getty Images/iStockphoto. I hope that you enjoy my first festive poem of the year, early Seasons Greetings to you all, and as always, please stay safe everyone!
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Comments3

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    Interesting writing … giving inanimate objects a voice . I liked the read ) if they had feelings they certainly might cry with a lack of colour at this time of year

    • AuburnScribbler

      Thanks for the read yellowrose, and yeah, sometimes a little bit of the farfetched surreal, doesn't hurt at all.

      I like the child-likeness of this particular style, and I'm glad that you resonate with the scenes that the poem unfolds.

      I hope that all is well!

    • woundedheart

      Was actually expecting the old joke when I saw the title ☺. Love Christmas my electricity bill trebled with all the lights ablaze. Great poem full of festive fun.

      • AuburnScribbler

        Thanks for the read woundedheart, and glad to hear that you are a fellow cracker joke lover!

        Bless you for your electric bill though, I suggest to ease the pain, perhaps get a large brandy down you! Haha!

        Thanks again, and I hope that all is well!

      • orchidee

        Good write AS.

        • AuburnScribbler

          Thanks for the read orchidee, I hope that all is well!



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