And here it is again, the season of good cheer.
Let’s drain it to the dregs of the very last drop.
Thank Christ the damn thing only comes round once a year.
Starts in October then you shop and shop and shop.

Me and the list both completely ticked off. Enough!
Seems not. Start new list to stave off the listlessness.
Back to the jam-packed stores, smiley smiles, piles of stuff.
Did I find what I was looking for? Have a guess.

Which set me off thinking about us. Can’t think why.
It’s not like it’s a common pattern in my life:
a bright display that snares the lonely passer-by;
yet another twist of the same familiar knife.

The fruitless shopping expeditions of my life.
The early sorties involved knights and princesses.
Later, to stay in character, I sought a wife:
twin singing souls in celestial harmonies.

I’d read the books, knew she’d be innocent and fair,
that witchy temptress that can dissolve the façade,
I advanced, heart on sleeve, with optimism to spare,
but my script, it seems, was co-written by de Sade.

Reached for the skies, but then – oh no – look out below!
Sorry, can’t take calls at present. Will call you back.
It’s well known that any fool can lick their elbow.
Irony, was that? Or sarcasm? I’ve lost track.

These loaded aisles, I’ve spent years wandering them all;
being spoilt for choice is the curse of novelty.
She never jingled for me, the belle of the ball;
starving amidst the plenty – a fine cruelty.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 20, 2011, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.

  1. I love it!

    the insanity almost dazzles me,
    it drowns me in sorrow….I am not a big holiday person, due to personal experience I suppose…I really enjoyed this brillance in insanity and experience. I love the feelings.

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  2. The poem is actually far more bitter and anguished than I am. 🙂 That’s just the way it grew. The initial germ came from a piece Sarah produced weeks ago, which had nothing to do with Christmas. It just caught my interest. I think I’d have trouble locating it now; it’s transmorphed completely. I’ve laboured at it for many hours; it wouldn’t let go. It was determined to have its say.


  3. Oh I love it. Especially the verse about De Sade. Wonderfully done.

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  4. I’m glad it is more bitter than you, Ben. It sounds like complete disillusionment. The gap between Christmasses gets shorter every year. Never mind, next Christmas is just around the corner. Some advice, give up shopping… I love the tone of this and I have a feeling that many of us feel exactly the same with both scenarios.

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    • Of course, the disillusionment with Christmas as your grow up and recognise the gap between what you saw as a child and what you experience as an adult is only one aspect of this poem, the other being the way this is mirrored in your successes (or not) in love.


  5. I almost feel bad for disliking Christmas so much…it isn’t the ideas behind it that I dislike, or its cultural relevance, or its historical significance…it is the pointless decadence and false sense of peace and love that the media attempts to convey through it. I felt so much of this. Thank you for your thoughts. Good work

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  6. Ben, this line: “being spoilt for choice is the curse of novelty.” sums it all up for me. I’m with Vampire Weather and echo all of her sentiments. Nice poem. 🙂

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  7. Every line is beautifully written Ben, but i won’t let your bitter melancholia rub in on me. After all it’s Christmas. I wish you a spirit of joy and peace and may it linger in your heart a lot longer.

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    • Thank you, Cynthia, and the very best to you and yours too. Please don’t be worrying about me. I am not always the same person being described in a poem I post (at least not at that point in time 🙂 ) I am in fact feeling pretty peaceful and joyful at the moment, and expect this to continue over the Christmas period and into 2012.


  8. This is sheer brilliance!

    I find it quite accurate, too; the time of year when we’re supposed to relax and enjoy spending time with family is the time of year when everything is made so stressful that we *can’t*.

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    • Wow! I’m amazed (and quite pleased also, obviously 🙂 ) to learn that this had so much impact on you. Thanks for taking the time to comment. Have a good Christmas (in so far as you can manage. 😀 )


  9. Well done Ben, well done.

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  10. Yes we are reading the same book.

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