Christmas Morn

Christmas Morn


Controlled chaos!
I'm at a loss.
Words come across
but make no sense.

Under the tree
gifts seem to flee.
A grabbing spree!
There's no defense.

Christmas, like life,
seems full of strife.
Bedlam runs rife.
It's so intense.

Still, there is joy;
Each girl and boy
wrappings destroy -
Let play commence!

Intervening,
I start cleaning
with new meaning
of "present" tense!

Notes:
An entry for December 24 of "A Poem A Day Contest"  [E]
Prompt(s) Used: Prompt 1 and 3
Prompt 1: Write a poem using the phrase "controlled chaos" and the word "life".
Prompt 3: Write a Rhupunt poem. This form consists of 3,4,or 5 lines per stanza (your choice). There is no limit to the amount of stanzas, however the minimum is 2 stanzas. (remember contest line limit). Each line is only 4 syllables. Rhyme scheme for 3lined Rhupunt aab, ccb, ddb, eeb, ...... Each stanza is mono-rhymed except the last line, which is carried through each stanza rhyming with each of the last lines.

Line Limit: 40
Line count: 20

Thank you for taking the time to read my humble words. Please, as long as you're here, take a moment and leave a comment. Reactions, critiques, yes – even encouragement and/or praise – all are equally welcome.

Ken