Christmas holidays
Joy, Laughter, Cheer
"Merry, Merry, Marigold," sang Mum
"Merry, Merry Mum," sang Marigold
Cheeks and nose tips
glowing bright pink
against frigid air.
Bodies at sharp upward angle
ski lift carrying them
Up Up Up
Tips slightly skyward
they slide smoothly from the lift
Marigold then Mum
Side by side
Each spies their downward course
With mighty heaves they push off
"Happy Christmas, Mum!"
"Happy Christmas Marigold"
Marigold's helmet
A disco ball
Glitter, sparkles, color
reflecting brilliant sunshine
A comet streaking downward
Screaming toward terminal velocity
Mum carves a serpentine path
A python's body in the new snow
Fresh
Natural
Tranquil
Somewhere near the top
Children hear a hideous snicker-snack
A pine bough vorpal sword
Finds its mark in someone's back
Somewhere on the mountain
Sun melted snow
And the carefree happy skier
had nowhere else to go
Her skiing day ended
Amid the trees and dirt
Her glistening glitter helmet
Crumpled
Filled with earth
Paralysis would be the happy ending,
but this is not that day
The little girl named Marigold
will never get back up to play
That's the tragic outcome
when trees meet vertebrae
Her friends gather together
Engineering an awesome little shrine
filled wth flowers, cats, and baseballs
and even a basketball-sized porcupine
Beneath a mighty pine tree
Friends embrace and say goodbye
Christmas holiday is a rotten time
For little kids to die.
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 11:53 AM UTC
Christmas holidays
Joy, Laughter, Cheer
"Merry, Merry, Marigold," sang Mum
"Merry, Merry Mum," sang Marigold
Cheeks and nose tips
glowing bright pink
against frigid air.
Bodies at sharp upward angle
ski lift carrying them
Up Up Up
Tips slightly skyward
they slide smoothly from the lift
Marigold then Mum
Side by side
Each spies their downward course
With mighty heaves they push off
"Happy Christmas, Mum!"
"Happy Christmas Marigold"
Marigold's helmet
A disco ball
Glitter, sparkles, color
reflecting brilliant sunshine
A comet streaking downward
Screaming toward terminal velocity
Mum carves a serpentine path
A python's body in the new snow
Fresh
Natural
Tranquil
Somewhere near the top
Children hear a hideous snicker-snack
A pine bough vorpal sword
Finds its mark in someone's back
Somewhere on the mountain
Sun melted snow
And the carefree happy skier
had nowhere else to go
Her skiing day ended
Amid the trees and dirt
Her glistening glitter helmet
Crumpled
Filled with earth
Paralysis would be the happy ending,
but this is not that day
The little girl named Marigold
will never get back up to play
That's the tragic outcome
when trees meet vertebrae
Her friends gather together
Engineering an awesome little shrine
filled wth flowers, cats, and baseballs
and even a basketball-sized porcupine
Beneath a mighty pine tree
Friends embrace and say goodbye
Christmas holiday is a rotten time
For little kids to die.
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