(Photo)‘Looking Forward to Christmas’ by Jack Horne The Society December 19, 2019 Culture, Humor, Poetry 4 Comments Recalling Christmas in the past: the time I mixed my drink— a cocktail, “Everything we have”… I puked at lunch. I think you ate your meal, despite the stink! Another time, our puppy dog tore gifts beneath the tree. A nasty whiff: we didn’t spot the poop till half past three. He also did a stream of pee. The gifts that didn’t make the grade: the gear that never fits (cheap underwear, elasticless), and broken stuff in bits— our Christmases without the glitz. The years have flown and now you’re gone. I pat your empty chair, and face another Christmas now, just wishing you were there— a time to smile and not despair. Jack Horne lives in Plymouth, England and works for the local theatre. Writing is his main interest. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. CODEC Stories:Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 4 Responses Steve December 19, 2019 Well done, Jack. I lost my father last year so the last stanza was especially moving. A wonderful reminder that even when we’ve lost someone, we can still treasure the memories of past Christmases spent together. Reply Monty December 20, 2019 Regardless of whether the subject-matter is personal to you, or just an idea you conceived for a poem . . it’s a nice piece of work, Jack. The ‘memories’ (puking, puppy, etc) enable the reader at once to feel the sentiment of the piece . . which then allows the last stanza to have the maximum effect. I also like the form of the piece. I wouldn’t say it’s unusual; but it’s certainly not one I see often. Well-written; clear diction; strong rhymes . . a jolly good effort. Well played. Reply Dave Whippman December 24, 2019 Clever poem that segues from comedy to sadness in the last stanza. Well done. Reply Dave Whippman December 24, 2019 Clever piece that segues from comedy to sadness in the last stanza. Well done. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Captcha loading...In order to pass the CAPTCHA please enable JavaScript. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Steve December 19, 2019 Well done, Jack. I lost my father last year so the last stanza was especially moving. A wonderful reminder that even when we’ve lost someone, we can still treasure the memories of past Christmases spent together. Reply
Monty December 20, 2019 Regardless of whether the subject-matter is personal to you, or just an idea you conceived for a poem . . it’s a nice piece of work, Jack. The ‘memories’ (puking, puppy, etc) enable the reader at once to feel the sentiment of the piece . . which then allows the last stanza to have the maximum effect. I also like the form of the piece. I wouldn’t say it’s unusual; but it’s certainly not one I see often. Well-written; clear diction; strong rhymes . . a jolly good effort. Well played. Reply
Dave Whippman December 24, 2019 Clever poem that segues from comedy to sadness in the last stanza. Well done. Reply
Dave Whippman December 24, 2019 Clever piece that segues from comedy to sadness in the last stanza. Well done. Reply
