Tagged: christmas

christmas morning is

no one belongs to

no one belongs to
no one else – we recognize
this in loss, pain, in

separation two days before
christmas in a pandemic
.
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we’ve been here before –

we’ve been here before –
six days before christmas and
not yet home – somehow,

it feels different, homeward bound
plays in the distance, with teeth
.
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this christmas is a

this christmas is a
bouquet of christmases past –
without spilling over
.
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you and i have not

(for kb and gm)

you and i have not
spoken since he died two
christmases ago –
or was it
last christmas,
hand in hand with
ignorance and
legitimate
excuses – in
our hearts, there
are traces
because i have
no secrets from you
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: secrets

we are exchanging

christmas sunday, we

christmas sunday, we
dust off our best memories,
take them for a spin,

laying everything vintage
at the foot of our stained glass saints
.
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christmas eve, away

christmas eve, away
from home, but not the feeling
of home – it only

requires a little stretching,
by which we can string tall tales
.
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two a.m. in the

two a.m. in the
morning, christmas eve or day – it’s
all a blur, lying

awake in the dark, high sixties,
three mosquito bites in winter
.
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there are mornings