At the office, why do we fool ourselves
With “holiday” decorating?
Empty “holiday” boxes
Litter our paths. Plastic greenery
Muddies every hallway, every wall,
Every cubicle row, every eve,
And there is one large wreath
With the sick and wilted red and green ribbons
Leaning against the recycle bin.
Every thing is plastic. Our souls
Join this dishonest array of junk.
Empty Holiday Boxes
At the office, why do we fool ourselves
#1 by danroberson on December 2, 2010 - 1:51 pm
Sometimes it seems as if our lives are all about pretending, putting up a false front just for show. Your poem carries a deep message. Unfortunely many people are depressed during the holidays. May your Christmas be real with friends who care and your heart finds a way to touch others this season. A sad but well written poem.
#2 by Carl on December 2, 2010 - 8:53 pm
Thank you for your kind comments. They are reassuring. My depression worsens during this time, but as you say, if we can be helping others and be with real friends, the time should be fulfilling.
#3 by Jingle on December 2, 2010 - 9:23 pm
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I can relate….
#4 by heather grace stewart on December 3, 2010 - 7:06 am
And there’s some Thoreau in your WCWilliams!
Thanks for sharing your talent with us.
#5 by Carl on December 3, 2010 - 7:24 am
You’re very kind, Heather! Thank you!
#6 by Jingle on December 3, 2010 - 9:17 am
Thanks for the contribution…
love your poem title, smart thinking.
#7 by Sayandeep Kundu on December 3, 2010 - 12:06 pm
That’s great.. and the ending was just superb
“Every thing is plastic. Our souls
Join this dishonest array of junk.”
fabulous.. great piece ..
#8 by Carl on December 3, 2010 - 8:20 pm
Thank you for your kind comment!
#9 by B.K. Brown on December 3, 2010 - 5:32 pm
I love your take on traditional decorations, the poem also has a very modern feel to it.
#10 by Carl on December 3, 2010 - 8:20 pm
Thank you for your comment. I appreciate it.
#11 by dasuntoucha on December 3, 2010 - 7:56 pm
…Every thing is plastic. Our souls
Join this dishonest array of junk…
#12 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:02 am
Thank you for your comment.
#13 by Sumit Sarkar on December 3, 2010 - 10:11 pm
Very powerful poetry…
I love it…its simply amazing 🙂
Thank you for sharing…
#14 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:03 am
I appreciate your kind comment.
#15 by The Reason You Come on December 4, 2010 - 6:26 am
Simple, yet inspires one to think. Seemingly cynical, but it’s just an observation of reality. I like this piece! 🙂
#16 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:03 am
Thank you for reading and thanks for your comment.
#17 by Harshika on December 4, 2010 - 6:26 am
that’s a surprising holiday poem..
#18 by Dr Madan Goyal on December 4, 2010 - 7:05 am
Every coin has two sides.
Packing looks great when presented but ultimately goes to dustbin.
We do a lot of things for pleasure.
We wear beautiful clothes, ornaments, precious stones, soft speech, spend hours in bathroom for a wonderful presentation.
Great thought indeed.
#19 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:04 am
Thank you for your reaction. I appreciate your comment.
#20 by tasithoughts on December 4, 2010 - 10:16 am
A condemnation of the worst of the holiday season. I hope we can find the real meaning.
#21 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:05 am
Thank you, and I did enjoy Eyes in a Room.
#22 by Leo (Leonnyes) on December 4, 2010 - 10:21 am
Yes, even during holidays, the mind seems to be immersed in melancholy.. We just need to be with those who’ll find the cheerful us I think. 🙂
Here is my Rally Poem
#23 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:13 am
Thank you, Leo, and I did enjoy yours.
#24 by ScottlB on December 4, 2010 - 12:38 pm
thought provoking words, sometimes you wonder is it all for show with little understanding of why. The real gift is what we carry with us everyday of our lives and forever sharing. No need for boxes pretty ribbons just feelings and caring. thought provoking but a gift in itself…..Thank you,
#25 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:13 am
Thank you for your kind words and I agree with your sentiments.
#26 by Chick Under Construction on December 4, 2010 - 5:51 pm
Sometimes we make the holidays about glitz and decorations and other things that take away their true meaning. Great poem.
#27 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:14 am
Thank you for your kind comments.
#28 by booguloo on December 4, 2010 - 9:25 pm
I almost didn’t stay long enough to read it. The title, the holidays, the s.a.d… Glad I did though as it went in another direction! Good stuff.
#29 by Carl on December 5, 2010 - 1:14 am
Thank you for staying and thank you for your comment.