Retracing moments Recoloring within lines If only I could
Jump through parallels in doorways to other worlds like “Wrinkles in Time”?
Paths I didn’t choose How could I know, what I’d lose?! Missed trails shine golden
Elusive chances they feel like they were stolen opportunities
Long ago I wrote a mysterious poem—- like precognition
“Half a life escapes me and I wander around watching my shadow
eclipse my name”—-How could I know this present, then? Was it a vision?
A misread warning? I heard it, reacted, but still went the wrong way?
Like Macbeth’s witches, cruel muses deceived my heart too much literature!
Books were pretend friends they prompted me to gamble beguiled me to lose
my family home—- there’s no place like family nowhere else sweeter
Social programming started at the library It groomed nerds like me
to be liberal blinded with self-sabotage misguided freedom
pathways to dead ends and unemployed musicians aka man-childs
If only I could visit myself secretly “Don’t run away, stay”—-
I’d warn my young self, “Don’t reject your family Friends will betray you”
“Decades lost, wasted False promises, engagements True love will leave you”
‘Great Expectations’—- I’m both Pip and Havisham sans the bitterness
Wore a wedding dress just once on a movie set called, “The Bachelor”
ran through SF streets one of a hundred extras (received no credit)
The moral of this? Don’t run away to SF!!! land of singledom
land of time wasting superficiality lost hippie vortex
I feel like old Scrooge but with no visitations (sorry tiny Tim)
I’m in a bad mood sarcasm distracts close tears lonely tired heart
Mom made Christmas good singing decoration trees now it feels so “blue
Christmas without you” no more stop-motion puppets or dancing Snoopy
no more silver wreaths shining sparkling reflections ornaments are gone
no more blinking lights gift-wrapped anticipation Mom’s an angel now
as she always was but now she lives in heaven I’m happy for her
she deserves to rest no more struggles or worries sweet restoration
Charles Schultz was a genius. If you’re from Gen X this was a foundational memory of the winter holiday. I think time doesn’t necessarily improve on things; sometimes the best of times, exists in the past.
Thank you, Christopher. The more that the world changes, the more unrecognizable life here, becomes to me. Imperfect as it was, I miss the irretrievable past. Charlie Brown Christmas was a rare treasure.
The last time I watched A Charlie Brown Christmas, I noticed something I never noticed before in all my years of watching.
Lucy, Charlie Brown, Sally and the rest of the Peanuts gang were always trying to get Linus to let go of his security blanket but he never did.
Yet when Linus recites the Christmas Nativity story from Luke in this show, when he gets to the part where the angel says to the shepherds, “Do not fear”, he drops his security blanket and I don’t think that was accidental.
I think it was intentional on the part of Peanuts creator Charles M. Schulz who was a Christian.
Children usually hold on to their security blankets because of fear.
But with Christ now come into the world, we can let go of our fears.
You’re very perceptive. I do remember that he let go of his blanket at that moment, (now that you mention it). It was definitely not accidental. Each frame is meticulously created, especially in old style animation. That they even allowed Schulz to have Linus read ftom scripture says so much about how times gave changed. Even then, it was rare to be on public television, but Christianity was much more popular during the 70s. Now witchcraft/paganism/magic is the norm—not at all shocking to see spells or demons as the hero.
If only we could revisit parts of our history. This season can bring sadness as well as joy.
A nostalgic haiku, Judy . Sending all good blessings your way.
I’d hug my mom and tell her everything I can’t anymore. It would be nice to acknowledge Jesus instead of Santa/christmas trees etc as well. Many people believe that Jesus was born during passover not December though.
Thank you, Sylvester. Many blessings to you too, my friend.
My mom passed away on her birthday a few years ago and life just hasn’t been the same since.
Yes, Santa seems to take center stage during Christmas and Jesus is regulated to open act status.
You’re so very welcome, my friend and I thank you.
I’m sorry to hear about your mom’s passing. Mom’s are our first friend in life; the purest form of love from a human, memories of them live always in our hearts.
I like seeing the few, rare, nativity scenes on lawns. You’re always welcome, my friend.
Yes, the purest form of love and support. Moms are pillars of the family. We can keep the true meaning of Christmas in our hearts and spread God’s love.
Always appreciative, my friend.
Serene Grace 
Sad and poignant but beautifully written haiku in 30 variations.
It is sad but true that sometimes the best of times exist in the past.
A Charlie Brown Christmas is my favourite animated cartoon of all time.
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Thank you, Christopher. The more that the world changes, the more unrecognizable life here, becomes to me. Imperfect as it was, I miss the irretrievable past. Charlie Brown Christmas was a rare treasure.
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It was a rare treasure.
The last time I watched A Charlie Brown Christmas, I noticed something I never noticed before in all my years of watching.
Lucy, Charlie Brown, Sally and the rest of the Peanuts gang were always trying to get Linus to let go of his security blanket but he never did.
Yet when Linus recites the Christmas Nativity story from Luke in this show, when he gets to the part where the angel says to the shepherds, “Do not fear”, he drops his security blanket and I don’t think that was accidental.
I think it was intentional on the part of Peanuts creator Charles M. Schulz who was a Christian.
Children usually hold on to their security blankets because of fear.
But with Christ now come into the world, we can let go of our fears.
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You’re very perceptive. I do remember that he let go of his blanket at that moment, (now that you mention it). It was definitely not accidental. Each frame is meticulously created, especially in old style animation. That they even allowed Schulz to have Linus read ftom scripture says so much about how times gave changed. Even then, it was rare to be on public television, but Christianity was much more popular during the 70s. Now witchcraft/paganism/magic is the norm—not at all shocking to see spells or demons as the hero.
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If only we could revisit parts of our history. This season can bring sadness as well as joy.
A nostalgic haiku, Judy . Sending all good blessings your way.
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I’d hug my mom and tell her everything I can’t anymore. It would be nice to acknowledge Jesus instead of Santa/christmas trees etc as well. Many people believe that Jesus was born during passover not December though.
Thank you, Sylvester. Many blessings to you too, my friend.
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My mom passed away on her birthday a few years ago and life just hasn’t been the same since.
Yes, Santa seems to take center stage during Christmas and Jesus is regulated to open act status.
You’re so very welcome, my friend and I thank you.
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I’m sorry to hear about your mom’s passing. Mom’s are our first friend in life; the purest form of love from a human, memories of them live always in our hearts.
I like seeing the few, rare, nativity scenes on lawns. You’re always welcome, my friend.
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Yes, the purest form of love and support. Moms are pillars of the family. We can keep the true meaning of Christmas in our hearts and spread God’s love.
Always appreciative, my friend.
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