Upperkirkgate, Sunday

By mark p

Wed, 08 Dec 2021

2 comments

Evidently drunk on Life, the bottled kind,

a streetcorner Pavarotti remixes arias,

Oblivious to the masses, shopping blind,

hands held high, his Ave Maria.

As he searches in vain for

the true meaning of Christmas.

( A companion piece to my poem 'Shopping to Excess')

Permalink Submitted by hilary west on Wed, 2021-12-08 21:40

The true meaning of Xmas shouldn't be too hard to find!

Permalink Submitted by Turlough on Thu, 2021-12-09 09:20

After a drop of the bottled kind of life I suppose that it might be hard to find the true meaning of Christmas because it's been left behind.

I like this poem. I read it twice and it made me think.

Turlough