poet

Father Time returns

Another year older

His beard whiter

The weather much colder .

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Cookies of ginger

With shared times so tender

Christmas magic …

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The full moon lunars

Into morning

Matthew’s lineage

Takes us into the stable

As the Dawn of love

Breaks a silence

Of despair …

The universe conspires

sounding into a holy night .

A baby cries…

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I woke in morning light

Looked upon the sky

Bowed my head in reverence

In nature I abide .

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If ever there was a pleasure

that I would wish for thee.

It would be the solitude

of an afternoon tea.

I would bring the kettle

and a biscuit for you.

You would bring the tea

and we would begin to brew.

As we pour our cups

to the top of the brim.

We would take our ginger man

and laugh as it dips in.

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I poured my tea

And let it rest upon the fireplace.

I sat close by to stay warm

The embers glow on my face.

The storm just close enough

to warn that it is near and cold.

Staying far away

the clouds are gray and bold.

I return to the warmth

and start to drink my tea

It is the safety of my home

that truly comforts me.

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run in the morning

Create by noon and look to clock

Day ended too soon

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The moon is out

The ghost about

In this soon to be

🎃 Halloween.

I run in fright

In the night

And hope to not be seen.

But the Casper winks

The pumpkins blink

As I pass the hallow team

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I finally made it to the black level !😅 I have to go 6000 miles to make it to the final level, VOLT.