fish crowd the bottom
avoiding Peter's net
and Jesus gives his half-smile

that cactus-prick time
preys on the soft dreams
surge-dancing around my heart

that cactus-prick time
preys on the soft dreams
surge-dancing around my heart

only the dark carrots,
dull December sun,
wish they were as bright as you

edited by red
the green wreath of memory
produces a Christmas

blinding is the snow
that bends the reality
of things present,past

aging paramour
on your December window
the kiss of sunlight

cuddling the mist,
I whisper to the raindrops
gentle on my heart

The longing of bells
with their promise of new life,
clamour this Christmas

faint hints of sunshine
as if my shoes were polished
by December's touch

spring comes with tulips
if I plant bulbs in late fall,
let all the snow melt

lonely concrete sea
your taxi pulling away
I too must go, climb

sunshine sorceress
you wink at me in winter
show your legs in spring

my dancing hungers
so cold on December days
feast on memories

I can hear the leaves
blind, I climb again, again
textured is the bark

This December comes
patient as a fishing line
thru a hole in ice

blazing, long necked star
distance makes us intimate
I too love afar

purple cornflower,
I have yet to eyeball you
yet you resonate
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I walk early rocks
and I jape across the stream,
sing the evensong

the gentle rivers
whisper about the skating moon
only to the dawn

the gentle rivers
whisper about the skating moon
only to the dawn

December sunshine
like a gift from a stranger
leads me across streets