Sorry December Poems

An anticlimactic sexual event...

with Barb Black née Beebee
to help set the ghost
of little Willy Brandt free
(a non German, but germane fellow  
courtesy Craigslist classified
personals...

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Giving gifts ~ required boxes are filled ...

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I wax poetic as lifeblood imperceptibly doth wane

Mine body electric analogous 
to Google map pronounced 
with arteries and countless varicose vein
visible popping blood vessels ...

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The pink polka-dot nightgown,                     ...

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It’s December, it’s foggy and rainy, but that fits. Of course, a rainy Saturday means gathering in the common room with my roommates and watching...

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The pretty monsoon, the lovely monsoon, 
Is the one season that could instantly make me happy. 
Oh, I can smell that nostalgic fragrance of the...

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Hello, Oblivion am I welcomed to thy realm?
            down into the darkness 
 ...

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Sole (and soul) brother waves magic wand (poof)...,
and eldest sister absolved of guilt once and for all

Be happy don't worry
understood how thee feel sorry
for never...

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1.
Highest frigid mount
For a private, odd god walks
betrayed by the ghost

2.
Frosty timberland
A female, great Panther swims
in spite of the frost

3.
A snowy autumn
when a wooden, tall...

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Every December she remembers. 
And every December he relives the memory of the greatest loss of his childhood. 
The loss that has impacted the rest...

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Eat drink and be merry, a voice resonates from the balcony,
Eat drink and be merry the time has come for you to be happy
You have...

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My winter child, one of a kind
Full of warmth and full of light 
You got the face of your father 
Eyes of an angel 
You...

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S eptember is for me

E leven cute flying bees

P ick the fruit from the big green tree

T he sunflowers need to flee

E verything to be...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and all were asleep,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a sheep.
The cattle were snoozing, the pigs were at rest
And...

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‘Tis the last day of the year
Got it’s own remarks to bear;
Children this day ye don’t despise,
The day God made has got it’s price:
The day...

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