'Tis the Season

'Tis the season to be marginalized
'Cuz the Christian majority can't realize
that holidays come in more than one size
Or maybe they're not celebrated at all
Not everybody decks the halls
or hangs those colored Christmas lights
Yeah, that's my menorrah shining bright
for eight nights, oy vey!
Not all gifts come on a sleigh
Though every year, the same old scene
My eyes assaulted with red and green
as the stores roll out the Christmas machine
And what about the rest of us?
Always there to make a fuss
when we protest the nativity
in a public space for festivity
or ask for a kinara too
or a Star of David in white and blue
(isn't that just like a Jew?)
to try and make us all rephrase
"Merry Christmas" to "Happy Holidays?"
But would it really kill the mirth
to have a little peace on earth?
To acknowledge and embrace
those of more than just one faith?
So while you defend your Christmas cheer
Remember there are others here.





submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Challenge, Woodie Gurthrie (protest poem)

Hanukkah Lights

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One

Single

Candle flame

Glows in darkness

To mark the first night

Come the second night, two

Twin flames dancing together

Shine even  brighter  as a pair

Each night the candles grow one by one

Eight lights remind us of miracles

Remind us of times long ago

Remind  us of  renewal

Remind us to have faith

One candle, one flame

Solitary

Become more

Become

Shared

submitted for Poetry Jam, Solitary

and for dVerse Poets Pub, dVerse Christmas

Happy Holidays!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

Christmas Light

Christmas Lights by frostkisses

The tree fell down

and the lights shorted out

The in-laws are bickering

and the mice are stirring in the basement 

but we made love in the mess

and laughed

and picked pine needles off each other's bodies

Comfort and joy.

submitted for Poetry Pantry #80 at Poets United