Troll be leery, troll beware
Troll we'll find Thee anywhere
In the toilet, neath the stairs
Anywhere Thee's rancor glares

Troll be leery, troll beware
Troll we'll find Thee anywhere
Laughing at Thee's haughty airs,
Boastful  words… but no one cares

Troll be leery, troll beware
Troll we'll find Thee anywhere
Faced with words where talent flares,
Leaves Thee startled, unawares

Troll be leery, troll beware
Troll we'll find Thee anywhere
In Thee prate or in Thee prayers
Be forewarned, our patience wears

Clear winter skies,
cold December nights,
smoking on the floor,
dimmed orange lights.

The rhythm of the street,
the blankets and the sheets,
the color your hair,
the way I wouldn't dare (to speak).

Darling do you carry
the universe in your veins?
You're so overwhelming,
and I am so deranged.

Spewed out, the Pain,  the Shock, the Awe
To hear things never Heard and see things never Saw
The overwhelming light, that falls within my sight
Colors Never seen, and the mystery of the Word
Its only been moments, but I feel so Free and light
As flesh has Fallen away to create this birth...

To think only 72 hours ago, cold and still, I were
In the Coroners Office on a Slab in the morgue
Embowled for the autopsy on a Routine report
The Car Ran the Stop Sign, doing near Ninety
the Glare of the Lights, The Last thing I could See
But its all over, the weight is gone and now I'm free.....JMF 12/11/2014

With the Season So Gay, only Days Away,
Just the smile of a friend would do.
But to someone, who searched for a smile a while
It seems these days that true Friends are few.

The Bankers are Busy Compounding with intrest
And Bakers So Busy with Fudge and Sugar cookies
The stores are mobbed by Shoppers who feel Robbed
If they miss the Black Friday Deal for a big screen TV

But to Some's wish for a touch of a friend, there is none
In the Hustle and Bustel brought on by this season
Amidst all the glee and Well trimmed Lighted trees,
Lone Souls search for a spot of love they will never see

Their cards go unanswered and gifts are untouched
No Music of laughter this Holiday Comes
No Wish for the Hottest thing, just the touch of a friend
Is on their wish list, but not under the tree in the End
Because there's no way to present, all that's meant
When the wish Due is the simple touch of a friend
Though this wish is small, Merry Christmas to All...JMF 12/20/14