Homeless at Christmas

A Poem By Kyleigh // 12/28/2016

This year
We signed our gifts
“from the homeless Dunns”
But really
That’s not accurate
When I think of

Mary giving birth
In a stable
- I had a hospital

Or the Magi
Following the star
- our wandering is only a month

And refugees
Fleeing ISIS
- we have more than we can carry,
And more over the ocean.

And civilians
Escaping Mosul
- we’ve always had a roof.

And in Aleppo there are
Broken bodies
Under broken roofs.
Then woe is me, poor child, for thee.

And my infant
Not sleeping from jet lag
Theirs will sleep
Forever
By by lully, lullay

My darkness
Of raging hormones
Nothing like theirs
Or the mothers of Bethlehem.
Why is there so much darkness
At the start of new life?
And ever mourn and say

But the Light shines
in the darkness
And the darkness
Does not overcome Him.
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night

the Healer does not crush
the bruised reed
But binds up
the broken.
And death’s dark shadows put to flight

The Herods in our day
and His
May batter their people
But He
is good -
is God -
With Us.
Rejoice.

(for more Christmas art check out www.headpiecestraw.blogspot.com/)

Comments

Love it! Belated Merry

Love it! Belated Merry Christmas greetings!

Hannah D. | Wed, 12/28/2016

"Reason itself is a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all." - G. K. Chesterton

Sweet. We're the italic lines

Sweet. We're the italic lines from an old poem/song? (Probably a silly question)

I enjoyed it. Very thoughtful, and rhythmatic like a lullaby.

Damaris Ann | Thu, 12/29/2016

My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭55:8-9‬

So true! Belated Merry

So true! Belated Merry Christmases and Early Happy New Years!
I may be wrong, but are the italics the 'Coventry Carol'...?

Madalyn Clare | Thu, 12/29/2016

"To live is to love with the passion of a thousand stars. To love is to live despite the pain of a thousand scars. Anything in between is a passing shadow." ~Michael Joseph Murano

Ohhh, this was soooo

Ohhh, this was soooo beautiful. Very real, and gave us a glimpse into your life -- 'raging hormones' -- and I felt your own homelessness, even though you didn't give the full details. I loved how you talked about the modern-day Herods, too...that really made me put our times into a historical context that was both disturbing and soothing. A true poem <3

Sarah Bethany | Thu, 12/29/2016

Lovely. I feel like this poem

Lovely. I feel like this poem encapsulated a journey--it was valleys and meadows, it was a glimpse into a thousand different lives. Very reflective, and very meaningful. Merry Christmas to you, Kyleigh!

Madeline | Fri, 12/30/2016

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Thank you, everyone. The last

Thank you, everyone.

The last 3 lines are from O Come, O Come, Emmanuel. The first three are from Coventry Carol. :)

Kyleigh | Fri, 12/30/2016

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