always kiss me goodnight – December 18

12.18.2014

always kiss me

goodnight, she

said. always let

me know that you

love me.

 

and I will do the

same for you.

forever and ever.

right there in the

contract.

 

always.

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places of forever – December 17

12.17.2014

golden days and

nights upon

which we slipped

and slept and

wandered

together

 

to shores beyond

which we never

dreamed we’d

move.

 

places of forever

and a day

where our souls

melded and

melted

 

when we found

each other.

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tin angel – December 15

12.15.2014

a tin angel dangles

from our lampstand

clanging in her only

clunky way.

 

small and white, her

chipped halo sends

a word. grace found

here. simplicity.

 

beauty from a tin can.

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body – December 14

12.14.2014

injuries bring pacing

adjustment,

consideration

of body

 

once to be used, now

appreciated, for

usefulness, finitude,

complexity and gift.

 

credo the resurrection

thereof.

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a shortage of tree – December 12

12.12.2014

a shortage of tree

a short tree

a tree

a

 

time to plant it

and buy

another

 

me

and charlie

brown.

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[a shortage of tree, part 2]

no, she says,

the tree stays.

we bought it when

she was feeling low

and melancholy.

 

and because it

brought glee,

the tree

like me

 

is here to stay.

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a saint anthony day – December 11

12.11.2014

saint anthony, saint

anthony turn around

my lost things today

you found

 

coffee cup and wrist

watch too. how do I

say thanks to you.

 

trivial though I know

they be, I pray your

brothers so busy be

 

to find the lost and

cure the sick, to do

their parts as quick,

quick, quick.

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red kettle bell ringing – December 10

12.10.2014

dads with daughters

on tiptoe open

tiny fists to put coins

into the red kettle

 

roughened workmen

stuff in dollars and

grandmas and old

guys in slippers

put in more

 

teens pass by tied

to smart phones that

leave them dumb to

hand-held bells

 

and Mercedes lady

leaps past to get a

Starbucks then jets

to zoom away.

 

but the deli man’s

soup warms more

than cold footing,

a gift for his giving

it makes both our days.

 

red kettle ringing,

is happiness gathering

people hearts watching

and christmas all day.

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