red blue green
white

and weeping with
tinsel tears
of joy

we've made it baby
to easy street and parts
beyond

I built a tower of tears
It burst straight through the atmosphere
Landed on the Moon
Won't be back soon
It's surprisingly warmer up here

Forgiveness will mean nothing
If you will not forgive yourself
Because it's okay if it's your fault.

The Buddha statue

lives crystal clear in the freeze --


melting in the sun.

She
stared at me
quietly...

nectar in long spur
flowers look like snapdragons
temperate toadflax

The chill is seeping
Through my sweatsuit
As I walk this
Cold December morning

My cheeks feel icy-
My nose is red.
(Rudolph will not get
The best of me.)

A con-trail rips
Across the sunrise sky -
White slash against
The pink-tinged blue.

An increasing yellow glow
Begins to seep its way
Slowly down the
Jagged mountains.

And the gentle rising
Of the Winter Sun
Gives promises
Of warmth and comfort.

To a world in need of both.
                                ljm

throw away your grief
a season to be merry
here comes santa claus.
25/12/2021