Xmas and the barbarians

I guess the northern hemisphere pagans didn't like

those upstart Christians stealing their winter festival

but, for the serious gloomy newcomers to hike

something to brighten the dark was only sensible.

Now however the barbarians are fighting back

with tantalising orgies of indulgence,

exchanging presents of things we didn't lack

and decorative frippery in resurgence.

Commerce doesn't really bother with complaints,

totally intent on finishing the heist

by Mammon's latest pantheon of saints

where Father Christmas outramks Jesus Christ.

His indiscretions vaunted

she could not call him liar

but modesty so taunted

made fuel for the fire.

More arguments augmented

the marriage funeral pyre

while differences when vented

served only to inspire

one thought which really counted

explaining problems prior :

women want to be wanted

while men desire desire.

Tweets 15

 

I strained my left knee

and then my right thigh

but vowed that my mind would prevail

(forgetting that the body's got

an awkward mind of its own)

Death is nothing to be afraid of. Dying is.

Dying may be difficult but death is nothing.

Different for octogenarian and bridegroom

waiting for bedtime  ' that the night come '

House plants are pets that don't need walking.

Though aging, two things still amaze,

enthrall the gaze,

enhance the hours -

the beauty of women and flowers.

Wealth, fame and power aren't for me

'cause I'm content as nonentity. 

My little life does little harm

but equally does little good.