Diane Locksley Poet Limerick

Plastic Holiday

Christmas trees made of flimsy plastic
No thanks, Santa, I'm not that drastic
  Predecorated trees? No!
  Don't want a Christmas "to go"
This tinsel nightmare is fantastic

Salvation Army man rings his bell
Hoping apathy he will dispel
  The reason for this season
  To forget seems like treason
As we watch store owners pockets swell

The three wise men had it right you see
Worshipped a babe, not a tinsel tree
  Omit the nativity
  And create a travesty
Commercialized Christmas:  Not for me



Entry for the Commercialized Holiday Humor contest

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Anthony Beesley December 31, 2010 at 4:49 PM that's right...it's all about the 3 wiseguys paying the real Godfather a visit

Andrea Dietrich December 9, 2010 at 8:45 PM I don't know how i am missing all these contest winners. I don't see my congrats on is one either. but you are very good with lmericks. Keep up the good work. Andrea

Phyllis Babcock November 30, 2010 at 8:23 AM Enjoyed this poem on the commercialized holiday. I am into the Christmas season at work and it is a busy time. Good luck on the contest. God Bless Phyl

James Fraser November 29, 2010 at 2:29 PM Many congratulations on your win Diane, in Carolyn's fine contest with this wonderful entry, well deserved >> James

Audrey Haick November 29, 2010 at 12:19 PM Congratulations on your win in Carolyn's Contest, Diane!! So true! Love, Audrey

Carol Sunshine Brown November 29, 2010 at 5:32 AM Congratulations Diane on your win in the "Commercialized Holiday Humor" contest sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire. Love, Carol

Joyce Johnson November 28, 2010 at 9:53 PM Christmas for the masses. Congratulations on your 3rd place win. Love, Joyce

Daniel Cwiak November 28, 2010 at 8:12 PM Me either, Diane. Great write and congrats on your well deserved win. Dan C

Robert A. Dufresne November 28, 2010 at 4:36 PM Cool, Diane. Excellent. congrats on your fine win. I like your poetry style

Andrea Dietrich November 28, 2010 at 4:34 PM VERY well done with this challenge, Diane. GOOD FOR YOU!! I liked it a lot. LUv, Andrea

Sara Kendrick November 28, 2010 at 12:52 PM Congratulations on your win..Sara

John Freeman November 28, 2010 at 10:59 AM Worshipped a babe, not a tinsel tree. I love the witty and truth of this line, Diane. "Congratulations" a plastic Saviour? Not for me either! "Congratulations" on your worthy poem's recognition. Agape, Moses

Carolyn Devonshire November 28, 2010 at 7:17 AM Perfect limerick form and great use of sarcasm. Congratulations on your win! Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A November 24, 2010 at 2:38 PM wonderful Diane, enjoyed every limerick with a smile here,..p.d.

Andrea Dietrich November 22, 2010 at 8:24 PM A great entry, Diana, Good luck in the contest!

James Peranteau November 17, 2010 at 4:12 PM This here write ought to get a rise ! *smiles* I'm all with you Diane ! Great write,,,much love, james

Daver Austin November 16, 2010 at 8:08 AM Obviously, Diane, you are not a "ballplayer" I try not to be, so your poem has reminded me of the "why" of Christmas. Good show! Love, Dave

Ralph Taylor November 15, 2010 at 7:12 PM Outstanding entry, Diane. Right on. Awesome write. Good luck. xxxRalph

James Fraser November 15, 2010 at 2:54 PM Kool triple Limerick Diane, with Christmas round the corner it will be Santa writes in abundance. Good luck in the contest >> James :)

Dr.Ram Mehta November 15, 2010 at 6:17 AM Quite a realistic expressions on the commercialized holiday.. with this nice expression Omit the nativity and create a travesty, Diane

Nette Onclaud November 14, 2010 at 9:23 PM a tangy, witty write, diane! good luck.. here's a sample of pablo neruda's poem.. and thanks for the ode comment , huggs, nette ---- Tell me, is the rose naked or is that her only dress? Why do trees conceal the splendor of their roots? Who hears the regrets of the thieving automobile? Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?

Francine Roberts November 14, 2010 at 8:19 PM love it, good job on this entry, good luck

Robert A. Dufresne November 14, 2010 at 5:32 PM Hey I love it, Diane ! what a marvelous write! So succinct. You grabbed it all in this triple! If I may critique.....there is only one little thing wrong with it.........I didn't write it!!! Gotta be a winner

Doris Culverhouse November 14, 2010 at 5:01 PM great poem and so true!! wish the gifts had been another holiday.

Andrea Dietrich November 14, 2010 at 4:34 PM NICELY done, Diane and I hope this places well. Good title too. OH, and yes, Sara Teasdale killed herself with sleeping pills after her divorce and her father's death. Luv,Andrea

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