Christmas
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The Sun Gray Water Hazard Cone

The leafless trees are dark against a pale blue sky Men down in the city are raging About crowds, costs, and consumption Christmas is in bloom The town and everything in it are colored red and green Red poinsettia leaves are dangling from the ceiling at someone’s office It’s a holiday party The greasy creep… Continue reading
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Cold Time

It’s a cold, gray morning And time is moving much too fast Like a raging bull let loose from its pen Why, just a moment ago It was 6:40 Now it’s 7:12 Thoughts of tomorrow are already creeping in It will be Christmas in nearly two weeks We put up our tree Like we do… Continue reading
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Cockle Squash

It’s Christmas Eve in a town the color of burgundy and pine Cold stars and tattered clouds float within the inky-bruised canopy Store windows glow yellow, the brick of the small buildings are the color of slightly burnt toast People shuffle along the walks frosted with fresh snow They peek into the shop portals and… Continue reading

