Roses

Small Stone observation -

dying roses
scatter their petals
like confetti

Fairy wishes

River of Stones - Equation

You, and I. So, where is the 'me' in the equation?

or . . . should it be - so, where is the me in this equation? ( advice appreciated)

River of Stones - Song

the fridge hums

in b minor

I tune my voice

And sing for my supper.

River of Stones - Lumpy Women

Lumpy women congeal in groups

And loosen the seams

of their tight smiles

Christmas time is here

Cherry breasted robins

With beaks upturned

Announce the festive season

Grim tidings in the winter of our discontent

Their tuneless chirp

Has good reason

The reindeer pull a Spartan sleigh

Only the geese are getting fat

The rest of us with empty plates

Spare an old cent coin

And drop it in the old mans hat

A chilly wind

Blows in the ghosts

Of Scrooge and Christmas past

Nostalgic tears and empty words

Bonhomie that rarely lasts

Santa clones

Dish out trite words

On every corner of town and street

Jocular and rotund he is not

Ho hum messages as he stops to greet

But, as the world slows down

On that special night

Its magic transcends the coldest heart

Everlasting in its message of hope and peace

Gods special gift

That each of us can share a part.

Sugar daddy

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