The spider, dropping down from twig,
Unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.

And all that journey down through space,
In cool descent and loyal hearted,
She spins a ladder to the place
From where she started.

Thus I, gone forth as spiders do
In spider's web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken thread to you
For my returning.

Cobalt electric blue
I thought of you
Of what you do
Where nothing is true

A million people fell
Into their private hell
With demons to tell
Their souls to sell

Did anyone listen to me
I never asked for sympathy
Only to escape from misery
Where vessels lay empty

So I grabbed the sky
Reached up too high
Heard an Angel cry
Knew I could never fly

Whatever we go through
Breaking from every rule
What do we look to
Colbalt electric blue

copyright Chris Smith 2012

At eighteen he could not believe
No one could change his mind
At christianity, he rolled his eyes
Buddism never made he think
Refused to become Wiccan
Never picked up the Bible
Nor tempted by the Koran
For years he was never swayed

No embracing any religion
When they said he'd go to Hell
Well, he never believed anyway
Not wanting to know any God
Laughed at thoughts of a Devil
Lived his life with his family
Even though his children
Grew up to have faith

Now an elderly man in hospital
Alone in a room and dying
A night so dark without stars
When a light shone in the window
He felt tears on his cheeks
Put his hands together
Then he whispered
"Please forgive me".

copyright Chris Smith 2012
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Please Santa,

All I want this Christmas is Daddy home
Mommy keeps crying, she misses him
I miss him too, I'm only five years old
He is a soldier and has been away
He has been gone over eight months
Please bring him back, I don't want toys
Last week two men came to the door
They looked very important to me
Wearing uniforms with medals on
Mommy was given a letter and a flag
Not just any flag, one of the country
But when Mommy read the letter
She started crying, she hasn't stopped
Mommy won't tell me what it said
I'm scared I won't see Daddy again
So please Santa, I'm begging you
I don't want anything else
I want you to bring Daddy home