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December Collage Poem: Waves

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Swansea waves words at passing poets

 

The twenty-fifth day is long and in others souls,

A week later we enter the next chapter with

New raging goals.

 

Kissing capitalism's ass and not mine

Highway traffic moves in waves,

Or should that be it crawls like a crab

 

Marrying a woman from East Texas

She cooked Christmas pudding for dinner each night

In peanut and r...

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December Collage Poem: Disappointment - Part 2

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Crossing over reflections

Mirroring his own life

 

Life is disappointing; but love is always

beautiful, even across dreary railway tracks

kniving through his childhood

 

Hair kissed under Homeric stars

Whatever the weather.

 

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Decemeber Morning

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December morning awakens for another day
As the snows begin to fall down from the heavens
And you’re standing there in the cold
Catching snowflakes on your tongue.

I don’t mind the deep white snow
Because it covers up my insecurities
Hides my human frailties
And freezes away my fears.

Yet, I can’t help but feel a certain warmth when I’m around you.
A type of warmth that helps let’s go of ...

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Twelfth Night

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Twelfth Night

 

Pining with your sisters

in every other garden.

Laying used and violated

next to the shed.

 

Tinsel traces

like expensive jewellery

draped from your

denuded, coat-hanger, limbs.

 

Ribs of dry twigs

poke from your green dress.

Ripped and torn

by seasons greetings.

 

Where once your heart

beat fast and true

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