After four weeks of FM radio Holiday music, the idea dawned on me that Holiday themed poetry might someday result in repeat royalties.
Coincidence - Epiphany starts tonight!
I agree the humor of the included cartoon detracts from the introspective solemnity of the poem, so just think of it as being here though not directly related.
Epiphany
I wrote "Twenty-MCB-Seventeen,"
in purple chalk on the door,
In hopes three wise men might come
with blessings just once more
On the day there were three knocks,
Two women and a man, cloth coats,
frosty breathed on trepidatious ice,
"We bring a messege, of love, hope from the future,
for the new year, it was written in the Bible,"
I pitied them having climbed up
my glazed and uninviting steps, so said,
"Ok, I’ll take the tract but we’re not inviting you in"
Later I answered Christine by saying,
"Yes, it was them,"
We read the piece but did not bother
look op the passages it quoted,
I found myself at odds of any message
it had needing to be noted,
Yet all I wondered was,
has any grace been here received?
Perhaps was it my view of blessed
by which I find I am deceived
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