Friday, December 2, 2011


I see Christmas lights
Thru the trees the after
Math of Halloween like
Jewels rigged from limb
To limb green & red
Silver & gold now cold
As a yellow moon hung
Suspended awaiting the
Midnight cry of bestial
Innocence for every
Season has its ghosts
Ignorant souls evicted
Of any warmth lost in
The uncertain light of
Expectation afraid of
Nothing / so afraid


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