Christmas Tree End

Saxon Crow

Winters crisp chill

Blankets the air

As the dustmen know that Christmas is at an end

A thousand discarded trees

Queue up in family rows

Waiting for their final journeys end

An irony that a season of giving, gives away so thoughtlessly

Joggers dodge a forest of dead bracken joys

Following their breaths with every footfall

To a destination that will never be found

Children huddle together as they trudge to their great educators calls

Never really learning what is more important than repeated word or unimaginative conclusion

Curse the free thinker

who, like the Christmas tree, is a novelty not to be had all year round

And so the sun rises in that never ending cycle of begin again

A subtle reminder that there is always change

Something the humble Christmas tree is resigned to know

 

  • Author: Saxon Crow (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 13th, 2022 03:41
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Comments7

  • spilleronsheet

    I feel bad about the Christmas tree
    In Estonia they keep your tree protected to be used again and again
    And that contrast of novelty with the Christmas tree so true to the point
    Well crafted dear poet

    • Saxon Crow

      Thanks Spills. Poor old chrimbo trees. What makes me laugh is how suddenly everyone decides to dump their trees at the same time haha

      • spilleronsheet

        Exactly
        I don’t like the idea of abandoning
        I hope in your area like Estonia some company can take the initiative to rent trees for Christmas

      • Saxon Crow

        Nice one Neil. Our Christmas tree was a plastic effort. We decided to get rid of it this year, decorations and all. It was the easiest take down of a tree ever.... Straight into a black bag haha

      • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

        Makes me feel sorry for the Christmas tree .

        A good poem , crow )

      • Paul Bell

        Is anyone 'pining' for their Christmas tree, I think not. Not when Easter eggs are in the stores, and you never put the Easter egg tree back in the attic, ever.

        • Saxon Crow

          Think you're barking up the wrong tree with that pun Paul haha. Think bunnies!

        • orchidee

          Good write SC.

        • L. B. Mek

          yup, maybe
          society shouldn't have merged
          antiquity's
          worshiping of the Sun, links
          to modernity's
          religious practises
          lets just, all act 'Christian'-like for once
          and simply leave the trees, in peace
          how's that for a 'giving' mentality.. lol
          (haven't allowed a real tree
          in our house, for decades now
          just fake one's, that match
          those fictitious elements
          of that
          most festive of our public holidays)
          a really strong write, dear poet
          thanks for sharing

          • Saxon Crow

            Thanks Mek 🙂

          • Rozina

            Something to think about. Recycling the beautiful trees would be great. Thank you.

            • Saxon Crow

              Thanks Rozina



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