the animus
of our lives,
boxed shelved faced
fronted gimmicked
disposable new
improved door-busted
values;
praise the lord
along the aisles
between shelves
of pietistic fervor,
for we are risen
and paid for:
the season of
our cross to
bear.
Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker
oh my....point well made
ReplyDeleteBut just remember under all that fury for stuff and bargains are people just wanting
something meaningful in their lives...
if only for a night
Rick,
ReplyDeleteboxed in as a prelude for Christmas sale? Sure is readying for the big rush.
smart piece...
ReplyDeletekeep it up.
Award/Treats 4 Poetic Friends of Jingle, Happy Sunday!
Which is why I stay out of those big stores! Good observation, Rick!
ReplyDeleteRick,
ReplyDeleteI got into the decisive, right, rhythm.
Tfool
Found you via Suz' blog Begin Again. Loved your comment to her post and had to come 'see' who you were. Great words! Elena of My Quest
ReplyDeletePlease consider link in 1 to 3 poems to Jingle Poetry Potluck week 14.
ReplyDeleteWe are open and will remain open 24 hours from now and appreciate your submission today...
any poems are welcome.
your talent rocks.
share your poetry today,
stay blessed.
Excellent. It's always a struggle to embrace simplicity this time of year.
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