Ella's prompt at Poets United's Wonder Wednesday is to write a poem in Dickens style about not having the Christmas spirit, like Scrooge. Before I saw the prompt, which I knew would be something about Dickens, the following poem wrote itself. It isn't in the voice of Scrooge, but a more beloved Dickens character, and I submit it in place of the Bah! Humbug - because Christmas is all about More, More, More.....right? (hee hee just kidding!)
I was the Oliver Twist child,
freckles across my nose,
hair in wisps,
eyes round and seeking
someone to say
I was
worthy of Being.
I carried my empty bowl
the long, long way
to the Grim Headmaster,
and asked
in quavering tones
that echo, still,
down through
all the years:
"Please, Sir,
can I have
Some More?
More of Everything,
please."
