past past present (20161222)

Posted on December 22, 2016December 22, 2016 by crow

these ghosts hover
like the shimmer
of christmas booze
over a dickensian pudding

[so many dead
–the poet said]

no one waited until spring
no thaw
and frost flowers
blossomed from gravesite earth

poinsettia and holly berry
heart color bright for the season
pleasing to view
poison to taste
divided by a pair of aces and nines
yet in my dreams
always together
striving

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6 thoughts on “past past present (20161222)”

emariemon December 23, 20168:45 am

Beautiful
1. crow December 23, 201610:28 am
  
  Thank you 😊.
onecarriage December 24, 20162:19 am

Complicated, enigmatic and colourful.
1. crow December 24, 20167:44 am
  
  Thank you!
Poet Rummager December 27, 20164:55 am

Superb; especially the first four stanzas.
1. crow December 27, 20167:10 am
  
  Thank you, Rose 🌹.

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