Santa stole my wife
enslaved my kids as elves
and oh dear, for the reindeer
he took my dog as well
But Christmas is still Christmas
ain’t no season to be sad
I’m taking some comfort, knowing
Mr Clause is also bad
So let’s not judge the other
for I’ve been naughty too
and if you too haven't been so nice
Well…a Merry Merry Christmas
to you

one more poem
if I may try
just one
more
before I lay
down
and die
for I have cried
some silly words
to rhyme, recite
rewrite
the absurd
I’ve barely been able
to live with myself
let alone
with my thoughts
and no one else
I’ve wrestled
and fought
most of life in my mind
now I empty myself
of my final line
one more written
last one read
so you can bury me now
alone
inside my head

A blind woman gave birth
to the most beautiful girl
on earth

She could feel her heart beat
but could never see her face

She could touch her hand
but never saw her
eyes of grace

She could smell her skin
but never seen
her smiling

a beautiful blind woman bore
the most beautiful woman on earth
who saw her mother more

than just with eyes and all their worth

I don’t know where it’s been
I just know where it got

I don’t know where it is
I just know where it’s not

I don’t know how or why
I just know where is what