the wind blew
and the trees shushed the twittering birds
in their branches
–that which slumbers must
forever dream beneath the loam–
and the birds which sang before
sang no more
and their tongues shriveled in their mouths
and their feathers became hard like scales
and they fell
flightless to the ground
and though they made not a sound
something stirred
from sleep
Author: crow
I'm a writer and a dabbler. I live in Southern California.
Xmas Song Day 21
You know, if you’re given someone’s heart for Xmas, maybe don’t give it away the very next day. Wait until after New Year’s. Show some class.
Last Christmas, Wham
Poem 20141220
let’s draw a map on your skin
whipped cream for snow
chocolate sauce for roads
blue icing for rivers
fresh spring leaves from trees for the landscape
rose petals for every point of interest
let’s study the map
and explore the territory
Xmas Song Day 20
This was a hard one to pick. There are so many versions of it, you could put them end to end and listen just to this song for hours. And then you’d have to rinse out your ears with Goldschlager. It has gold in it. GOLD!
But this version is my favorite.
Jingle Bells, Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters
Poem 20141219
It’s Friday. And that means a haiku-ish poem.
failing hard drive
clicks like a trapped insect
computer bug!
Xmas Song Day 19
You know, you can’t go wrong with some pathos mixed into a kid’s cartoon about everyone’s favorite holiday. And you can’t go wrong with the Vince Guaraldi Trio.
Christmas Time Is Here, Vince Guaraldi Trio
Poem 20141218
the scent of her lotion
lingered on my coat
but
not long enough
Xmas Song Day 18
Next week it’s going be in the upper 70s next week, just shy of 80 degrees on some days. And I have to admit, I’ve never been in snow that was more than a dirty pile of slush outside of a cabin one winter. Still, this song is about more than snow, isn’t it?
Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Vaughn Monroe
Xmas Song Day 17
Poem 20141217
after the job went
the apartment was next
and we were praying that
the security deposit would
come back to us
because we were out of money
you stayed at the new place
the cheaper place
with the loud, scary neighbors
and the kids
and warned them not to run across the floor
because we were now upstairs
and we were better than
every upstairs tenant
we ever lived beneath
and i stay at the old place
doing a last cleanup
feeling sick with exhaustion and failure
and i bought two off-brand mountain dew sodas
from a vending machine
in front of our old albertsons
and drank them both so fast
my stomach cramped
and i couldn’t catch my breath
while i dripped with sweat
and fought back tears
because it was my fault we had to leave.
Words and Feathers 