Time: 7:30 pm
Temp.: 68F

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overlooking the runways,
festooned by
accidental heavenly whimsy,
or humanistic whimsical inten-sity,
all the the planes and trucks are flashing
electrifying speckles, of eclectically synced
red and green

it is not my holiday,
but no matter,
like every New Yorker this day,
I am happily celebrating its
double U,
unique, unusual

"record breaking warmth"

yes, the Fahrenheit is outtasight, and by the dawn of
early eve~night,
the Centigrade is spiraling in reverse retrograde,
as the temp eases on down, just below seventy degrees,
on this dewinterized twenty fourth day of
December, two nought and fifteen

traffic is light, the terminal, an unbusy, slim shadow of itself,
the maddening crowds gone, now all are among
the dearly departed and either/or, the newly arrived

so composition of the observational, brings cheer and smiles to my faith,
(I mean my face),
the crowning quietude of clear skies, the absence of street smart
city  bustle and hustle,
the languid atmosphere at the gates,
(where seldom is heard an encouraging word)#
makes me reconsider the true meaning of
the au courant phraseology of this day

"record breaking warmth"

for there is indeed
a calm invisible warmth suffusing all tonite,
chests glowing from fireplaces within,
contentment chamber containers in both hearth and heart,
and I am thinking
miracle,
about all the human warmth
on this celebrated evening,
holy night

indeed,
it is breaking records of
recorded human fusion,
the united commonality of millions warming
his and her stories world-over,
that your personal poet is
warming to record

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Found, pitch-black, urban cap — shields thy pentagram —
kind-faced — truthful man — we hide within loving hands
to un-kiss la-mort's diamond embraced amend.
Conjured 'Moonlight Sonata' weeps in the cram!

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I wish, I could fly with Thy Spirit Tonight
At least in my dreams — To see you last Time!
To give me advice on  how capture the Rhyme
To speak to Thy Soul — Transforming All-Might

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From darkness ascending into the bright Light —
The New Child — The Son — of Jacob and Rose — Shared
Brotherly Love and bouyant Affection's — Plight!

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You were 'One with my Mom'— your only True Love!
Beloved seekers of healing beauty who — Cared
For us — Children of Stars and Dust! — Above...


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