Christmas - A Despatch From The Battlefield Of The Heart Comments

I too have tried to write poems, prose and verse (with scanned syllables and proper end rhymes and fractional 'internal rhymes'): I tried humour too, but did not raise many smiles, only one or two scoff-laughs. I think it is harder to write straight prose than iambic or other beats or even blank verse. Perhaps this 'Despatch' could be presented to the Card-weary bard-teary readers. Wish all friends a happy Year ahead.

Why is it Michael, that the ones you cross off your list, are the first cards you receive in the post. Horrendous isn't it. Somehow you can't seem to shorten the list. One family we try so hard to lose, always phones us on Christmas Day, and talks, on and on and on. We argue as to who is going to talk with them. Shudder! ! ! ! ! ! Very good poem though, it's so true, and yet we are all held to ransom by these bits of paper. Love Ernestine XXX

Michael, I'm with you on the phone call thing. Told the wife we aren't sending a card to our second cousins wife's brother-in-law's dog this year. The cat, maybe. As always your insight is right on. Rusty

You really hit the (card) on the head, Michael! I go through this every year. With the price of stamps, card sending is becoming a luxury... who can afford? Well stated, well-thought-out. Love and Happy Holidays without a card, CJ

I think this is so funny Michael! You're right about this though! I many times get cards from people (family?) that I NEVER hear from all year round. Though it's nice to know I'm on their ''list'', I do often wonder why I am. Great poem (even if it's a bit on the Scrooge side) :) Sincerely, Mary