For a better wine
in the Christmas time
at the midnight clock
let us have this walk
in the cool, brisk air
Let us cast off airs
and pour out the year
and tomorrow's fear
As we warm the whole
Both stem and bowl
Let the aroma rise
under these drifting skies
on Christmas Eve
as we receive
the promise given
to the world we live in
I could imbibe
any moment alive
if it were you and I
with open minds
on a stroll like this
within Winter's kiss
as we spoke in a hush
Just the two of us
(December 24th, 2017)
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Post Modern Mystic
PoetryPoetry fills a need of the human heart to express through the construction of artistic verse, the things that hide in its depths. This book of poetry is my attempt to reach those places and beyond. See if I do. Let me know if I reach you. This will...
