Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Three weeks before Christmas

Three weeks before Christmas, I stood at the road,
Surveying the house lights and checking the load.
Most strands lit up brightly, one hung down too far.
I stepped in the road, was struck down by a car.

The driver was nice and he wore a red suit.
I glanced in his car and saw tons of loot.
He had everything, from mixers to trolleys
And bags full of toys, including small dollies.

The stars that I saw, when he hit me, were fading.
Though I dreaded the task of my home's light upgrading.
But he had me sit down while he went to work.
The strand hung too far, he fixed with a jerk.

From a bag he retrieved, in the back of his car,
He presented the most brilliantly lit golden star.
On the top of the house he moved like an adder.
I looked all around, but where was his ladder?

He danced and he pranced as he sang out with laud.
Dumbfounded I sat there, and could only applaud.
In the blink of an eye he stood on the ground.
The leaves were all dry, but he made not a sound.

It was then that I noticed the white beard and hair.
My eyes must have widened, he laughed at my stare.
This couldn't be 'him', he didn't exist,
But I just had to ask; I couldn't resist.

I turned to say something and found he was gone.
Had I merely passed out right here on the lawn?
Later that evening my family came out.
I flipped on the switch and heard a great shout!

The tiny lights twinkled with nothing to mar.
The biggest surprise was the golden lit star.
The years pass by quickly, and the star's always bright.
There's no cord connected, no batteries for light!

Yet every December the cheers always jar,
And I think of the “'dream” when hit by that car.
The words he exclaimed when he left with his load
"Merry Christmas to you, and stay out of the road!"


  1. Great poem! Love the last line. Merry Christmas to you! And I will definitely stay out of the road. :)

    1. Thank you, Lori! I know you and the kids will enjoy your time off. Merry Christmas!

  2. OMG I didn't know what to expect after the first stanza!

  3. I enjoyed the poem, but I agree, stay out of the road. A very Merry Christmas to you and yours and a wonderful New year.

    1. Hi Jo. I'm glad you enjoyed my silliness! I'm waiting to hear how the bowling team does!! Merry Christmas, friend, and a very Happy New Year too!

  4. Yeah, "stay out of the road" is RIGHT!
    Especially in the dead of night.
    If I hit you again, I'll not even stop
    You can lie in the road and continue to flop!

    Good poem, Dixie Polka.

    ~ D-FensDogg
    'Loyal American Underground'

    1. Hi ~ D-FensDogg!
      Hmm? Can I officially add your comment as a last stanza!?!
      Thank you, sir!

  5. Hey, don't settle for a few shiny trinkets and cheap gifts. Sue his ass off for that negligent driving of his.

    1. But... :the driver was nice and wore a red suit..."

  6. How wonderful! The last line gave me a chuckle :)

  7. he sounds a lot like my cousin eddy.

  8. Hi human, Dixie,

    You've gone all pawlific,
    Aint that terrific
    Yep, stay out of the road
    Never to goad
    Although here on the other side
    When taking a ride.

    Pawsitive wishes,


  9. Very nice, Penny.
    I hope you'll have a Merry Boxing Day!!

  10. Hi Dixie. That's a very sweet and skilful poem.
    (Incidentally, I make a point of avoiding any remarks about politics or religion. It's too risky!)
    Here's hoping you have a good time over the holiday season.
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    1. Thank you, Bazza, for that very kind compliment!
      Wishing you a warm and enjoyable holiday season, as well!

  11. This is an awesome poem with a great last line. One would think Santa would be a more skilled driver by now, though he is awfully old.

    Merry Xmas! xo

    1. Makes me think, Robyn, it might be all of that reindeer power. Maybe they have the know-how and kahunas?

      I'll need some peanut butter cookies to ponder this over.

      Happy Holly-Days oxo!


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