December 22, 2006
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ElectricPoetry Post: Christmas 2006: New Poems
FROM 2004:
"Christmas Spiritual"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
December 21, 2004 4:58 am pst
Rudimentary ruminations concerning the Holiday Spirit
Alone this Christmas again but depression hasn't yet
Come in the back door like Santa begging for cookies and milk
Remembering the soft slow wait as the days turned
And the little windows on the countdown card were opened
Remembering the subtle sound of sleighbells
Even though White Christmas is a dream in California
Remembering the silent night,
And becoming the loudest purest voice in the choir
Memories fade with time, but gain luster brimming with Spirit
My life becomes meager and insignificant
When compared to those whose Holiday Spirit
Fills the auras around them so beautifully
My Spirit becomes underdeflated and morose
But lifts immeasurably when confronted with
The thoughts and deeds of others who are so caring
I pause for prayer, perusing the Heavens for clues
I shudder for humanity (again)
Yet relish memories of Christmas Past
And the Great Turkeys of memory taste even better
When the Spirit permeates the Season.
Elucidating emmisaries of Good Will
Permitting me to enjoy a modicum of Family togetherness
Even after mine disintegrated
For these moments I am thankful and filled with Spirit
Thoughts of good people involved with their community
Feelings of fantastic regard and overjoyed with gladness
Year after year the small trinkets of specialness abound
So that now, relaxed, evenly keeled, in the port of Happiness
My ship rests in the berth of Kindness
Gladly celebratory, and suddenly Spiritual Again.
May God Bless Us Each And Every One.FROM 2006:
"Winter Solstice"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Dec. 22, 2006 6:25 am pstThe air turns bright and crackling
As cold snaps through the clear morning
The days have shrunk
And the nights freeze my threadbare existence
to the bone
Ice forms on the windshields of wonderment
driving through the empty streets of solitude mornings
A draft of fresh accountability
shears the stumbling shards of inconclusion
and reveals short breaths of lucid reason
as the minutes tick to darkness
on the shortest day of the year.Was it ever this cold?
Eyeing the icicles of incredible
Feeling the ferocious frostbite of forever
Waking to the shivering sounds of my own teethWill the sun ever warm again?
Aye, the Solstice will pass
As always with the regularity of reason
and the winter cold will soon coalesce into Spring.
The seasonal snippets of winter
Soon fade from existence
for a while, for a short while,
and then the sun appears,
melting the ice and cold
and forming new hope for another year.But the gentle strains of Spring's reserve
Can never seem as sweet
Unless revered and reviled by the Winter Storms
Leaving crackling cold
in the dust of memory
for yet another year.
"The Cancerboy Diaries: Entry the 6th"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Dec. 22, 2006 7:06 am pstThis was supposed to be the positive entry,
Unwritten till today,
but full of hope after the second
round of chemotherapy
ended the Cancer's stroll
through your stomach area,
lodging in your lymph nodes,
and causing so many problems.
The therapy had finally facilitated
a full recovery,
and all traces of the disease
had fled your body.
Yes, this was
supposed to be the positive entry,
but I failed to write it.
We had witnessed the
shearing of your head
when the medicine
caused clumps of your hair
to disappear
almost overnight.
We had witnessed
the nausea and the sickness
as the medicine wound it's way
through your insides
supposedly eradicating the
Cancer's liesurely destructive walk.
We had finally witnessed joy
when the second round of treatments
ended, and the doctors
gave you a fleeting ray of hope
in the distance.
Months passed,
and the sixth entry of the Diary
remained unwritten.
Knowing that the
last chapter had hopefully been written,
the Diary stayed shut,
and the pages,
devoid of words of elation,
stated blank and beackoning.
Just as Christmas shines in
the near distance,
the latest doctor's visit
bore no good tidings at all,
and now I pull out the Diary again,
and the glorious respite from
pain and disease will have to
be postponed,
as your prognosis came back positive,
and the Creative Cancer causes
problems once again,
resuming his liesurely stroll
through your already
wartorn shell of humanity.
I pen these words with hesitancy
Hope again outlasting reality
as we brace for Round Three
of the treatments.
What will the outcome
be this time
on the Rollercoaster of Uncertainty
?
Your head of hair had finally re-emerged
and now it is doubtless that
this forest of follicles will not be felled
by the medicine again.
Holiday questions
and uncertain futures
gaze again at your existence
and we will
pray again
that Strike Three
does not put you
out of the ballgame for good.
BEHIND THE POETRY: The first poem is from Christmastime, 2004, and has appeared on this blog before. The latter two poems were just now written and are being posted roughly a half hour after the last one was written. Dec. 21st was the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year, and prompted the writing of the first new poem, "Winter Solstice". Even in Southern California, it has been incredibly cold this year, breaking lots of records. The latest Cancerboy Diaries poem has been written becuase just recently my roommate Joel, the subject of the Cancerboy Diaries, was diagnosed with the disease again, and will be going through his third round of Chemotherapy. Please pray for him. A side note. I have been attempting to visit everyone I "know" on Xanga and wishing you all a Happy Christmas/Chanukah/Kwaanza/Solstice and if I haven't gotten around to you yet and you are reading this, a Happy Holiday Season to One and All. MFN.GOD BLESS US EACH AND EVERY ONE.
Comments (15)
Cold always turns to warmth, and vice versa.
Merry Christmas, Mike.
i like the winter solstice one and how it asks if it will be warm or change
Happy Holidays to you and Joel, Bald Mike my Friend. My heart goes out to him and you during these uncertain times and the tough tough days ahead. As of yet, I have not had a round with cancer; although, my husband has, and I now refer to him occasionally as "My Miracle."
I'm glad you got your share of sex as well.
Can you imagine if you had waited until you were married?! Well, No sex for you buddy!
Hugs to both of you,
Simone
Great words, Mike.
Thanks for stopping by and hope you have a great holiday season!
Your ol' pal,
kaz
Happy Messiahmas!!! :sunny:
Michael, you words always seem to move me. I especially enjoyed "Christmas Spiritual" and will say a prayer for Joel tonight.
May your days be merry and bright!
Steve :spinning:
So sorry to hear about Joel's cancer recurrence. You would think they could keep bad news like this until after Christmas----yet understand the need for quick action, too. Prayers that this round will work!
Love your profile pic!
Dear Mike
First off I am sorry that you are alone this year. Had I realized it we would certainly have found a way to get you here to celebrate with mine. Christmas is such a huge holiday that fills my home with family and friends. I love this time of year. We shall have to plan for the future.
I shall have to find time to blog about all of the goings on. I do hope that you find a little fairy to join you for Christmas. Hint hint. lol
Secondly, my heart goes out to Joel. I had so hoped that this round would be the one that worked. Please tell him that my thoughts and prayers go out to him. Tell him to never give up hope for even the hopeless have survived. You just never know. I hope that this will his last round and will be easier than the others.
As usual your poetry provides those of us who are priveleged to read it a small glimpse into the complexities of your heart and soul. Thank you as always for sharing them with us.
Hugs
Kat
RYC: Thanks Mike.
I like Winter Solstice... the poem and the time of year. I don't know about Cancerboys... a very delicate subject for me, but a cause that needs to be explored.
Merry Christmas to you and yours.
Hugs, Tricia
My goal is to wish all my subscribers a Merry Christmas a Happy Chanukah and a Happy New year ( check all that apply). I don't want to do the impersonal mass message thing, so happy holidays to you.
Thank you for reading my site, it is very much appreciated.
Much love, Laura
Hi Mike
Thanks for your message , I want to wish you and yours a very merry Christmas
hugs
Frank
Hi Mike, I notice a resemblance between my Sanat picture and you?
Ryc: Glad you got to see the model display.:sunny: It has years of work into it. :goodjob:My ex was obsessed with building models since childhood and was very talented. :yes: Hopefully my son will be able to find a proper home for the awesome work that his dad put into it.
I know he really doesn't want to part with it he doesn't want it to get damaged when he moves out here. :wave: Anyway, Have a Joyous Holiday!!!:)
Felix dies Nativitatis !
:sunny:
Hi Mike. Merry Christmas. I don't pray and don't believe in Jesus, but I do believe in and appreciate all the good his influence has done. Where would we be without him? Your friend Joel has my best wishes... you too, for that matter. Good heartfelt poetry!
But I think those additions would have helped a lot.