Woman December Poems

Here I am again, in a familiar silence
Inside a bustling place full of lies
In a bench of solitude, my preference
To watch the world as it...

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As I sat looking forward for hours
That I will prefer spent in indifference,
Thinking of future that can be ours
As I hurt drowning, engulfed in silence
Amid...

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Yuletide pageant merry go round

Panoply of mystical elements of holly day style 
breathe prez sense frostily exhaled aired
per millennia athwart 
(this terrestrial spaceship planet Earth)
two...

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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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Its ludicrous in wales today, ideology holds the maddest
Sway.' A twenty mile an hour plan, for every motoring
Woman and Man.? And every bus? and taxi...

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sparrows standing outside my door
sparrows lined up on the sidewalk
for crumbs i'll throw
and the world is turning
the sky is falling this morning
someone somewhere fights a...

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July
July saw the end of school, the kids were winding down,
We spent our holidays abroad, plenty of drinks gratis I did down.
We had some time...

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New Year's Eve 2022

Yours truly riddled with social anxiety,
hence (billy me) he will idle away
December 31st, 2022 
sequestered (with the missus) 
hunkered down in his...

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Is it the hour yet?
before the last sun 
of fall has set
to think on those here
and those 
who've passed on. 

I ask with bowed head
in...

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Beddie bye boo ski time for yours truly and/or the missus

Found us abed thee twelfth day
of December, cuz yours truly 
still felt dehydration, physical 
fatigue...

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Amélie Beth Harris -McGeehan

Acknowledgment of birthday gal,
whose invaluable priceless worth
exceeds more'n a bajillion dollars.  

First born of Boyce and Harriet
(both long since deceased,
albeit cremated...

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She does not look like a Christmas witch, his uncle said.
But she is, his nephew insisted. She can make magic.
His uncle scoffed, thinking the child...

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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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I write this prose for my dear, fair lady wife
To celebrate her Birthday on November 29th
She’s my partner, my best friend, the love of my...

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On a cool and breezy April eve,
I lay down and welcomed sleep,
With no intention al all to dream.
But somewhere in a lofty keep,
Where it seems...

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