hey man, whatsup?
’tis the season to glow

hustlers glitter under streetlight
like shards of broken window
neon sign blinks cheap hotel

alley cats’ eyes flicker between
garbage dumpsters in row
yowling fight over dead fish

it’s Christmas eve, yeah
sell me some snow!



Linking with dVerse poets where Lillian hosts a “glowing” quadrille…

13 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Dec 17, 2019 @ 14:45:56

    This is like putting some of Dickens’ commentary of a Christmas Carol in a modern glow… can almost see Scrooge walking around in that darkness


  2. Linda Lee Lyberg
    Dec 17, 2019 @ 11:57:07

    Wow, you’ve managed darkness and light so well.


  3. Frank Hubeny
    Dec 16, 2019 @ 20:44:51

    Nice last line about selling someone snow.


  4. Grace
    Dec 16, 2019 @ 20:32:31

    Thanks for reminding us Lynn of the “other side” of the holiday glow.


  5. areadingwriter
    Dec 16, 2019 @ 20:29:43

    OH wow!!! What fire this is! Like bam bam for the penultimate and the last stanzas!


  6. msjadeli
    Dec 16, 2019 @ 20:22:48

    Lynn, I see your poem as a cry in the wilderness for the disempowered.


  7. lillian
    Dec 16, 2019 @ 17:14:46

    Oh my!!!! That third and fourth stanza are amazing! What a punch you give to this! And oh yes…..so sadly we must realize there are individuals, people with hearts and needs and loves and cares, who do not find this a wonderful and comforting holiday season. For them, the life, the challenges, the raw act of living just keeps happening as if it’s any other day.
    Thank you for posting this.


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