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The Holiday Poem, Thanksgiving 2011: MAY WE LAUGH
Nov 24th, 2011 | 3 responses
MAY WE LAUGH
Dear Brave Souls: For family dinners at holiday season.
May we laugh.
May we return good to good.
May we return good to not-so-hot.
May we laugh.
May we return kind to kind.
May we return kind to cruel.
May we laugh.
May we return calm to calm.
May we return calm to flagrant.
May we laugh.
May we stay long as we like.
May we stay short if need be.
May we laugh
about how we all belong
to a family by birth,
or a family of choice,
or both…
a family inevitably made
of banditos, pirates, the winged,
the clueless, the closedmouthed,
the wicked, the shy, the introverted,
the lampshade wearers, the moaners and
groaners, the visionaries and the saints,
the bums, the hags and crazy people.
May we laugh.
There is almost nothing more poignant
than holidays
to make many of us think we might be trapped
in a beautiful, horrible, brutal, wonderous,
dark and miraculous movie…
and that the last many pages of the script
are not yet written…
that we will have to wait and see…
that we will have to live forward and see…
and… May we laugh.
with kind regards from TMV and from Dr. E
for your Holiday today.
Poem “May We Laugh” from La Pasionaria, The Bright Angel manuscript, by C.P. Estés, ©2000, 2011, Creative Commons copyright: alright to copy and repost as is, in entirity, with citation of titles and author’s name and this notice in full.
3 Responses to “The Holiday Poem, Thanksgiving 2011: MAY WE LAUGH”
Wonderful poem. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
For you and yours Dr. E…
For our young Vet on Turkey Day….
Though we live freely,
we live with honor.
No more do we divide ourselves,
race from race, not
origin do we ponder, but
We still go out and kill, or
cajole, beguile or order,
those others to kill for us,
or be our fodder, but
Jim Stockdale was wrong,
to write up the two,
Less officers than he,
they simply had no clue,
they still suffered their due, and
John Kerry was wrong
in that after all, for
we were not afraid to die,
the last for a lost cause,
on that hill, with our own.
Oh but these youthful new,
our future and our pride.
They answer the call
again and again and again
and took it all in stride!
So now we know what it is
that our youngins can do
and we know what they bought
with such love so true.
Now we all can share in the shame,
no more placing the blame,
and we all can share in the pride
of America inside.
Allen
–
Tho’ I’ve belted you and flayed you,
By the livin’ God that made you,
-You’re a better man than I Gunga Din.
Rudyard Kipling
Laugh and the world laughs with you.