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The air it breathes of candles burned

The air it breathes of candles burned, Of crimson gold and tinselled dew, Where’er I walk the scent it soothes My crystal flakes like snow unturned.   We...

The Winter Wind

As we talk apples drop from the trees outside, Worms feast on the fallen glories. As we talk grey clouds fist up in the sky, Birds return...

‘I’m Swearing Less’

My mother told me to give up swearing Cause it’s a vulgar vicious vice So, my new year’s resolution is to use words that are nice I...

Christmas Conundrums

Nip into town on a cold Christmas Eve, Trying to find a present for Steve, And Mum, and Dad, and grandparents too. I’ve left it so late,...

The Christmas Monster

November the 30th, the new clone awakes The old one is butchered and served up as steaks To the new one who chews them with shiny...

In Praise Of…

It's been so long, my love, but I haven't yet found a perfume that reminds me of you.   I've felt you on my fingertips, inhaled you after midnight welcomed...

‘Ebony Eve’

Inky darkness ebbed and creeped, Black and cold and deeply steeped, In auburn fire of Sun’s rebirth, Pale moon above the ebony Earth. Leaves twist and writhe upon...

Sleep

A comfy bed, a weary head; The sheets drip golden lead Into the morning dew, Covering darkness with luscious hue.   The wind in my eyes, soaring through skies, As...

The Seasonal Visitor (Daisy Saunders)

You have no face, but I know you’re there, You creep around corners and leave warm skin bare, You slip into my covers and hide under...

University Island

Dedicated to Mariam, Eloise, Chloe, and Erin   Floating in uncharted waters After this voyage of many years, Waves of faces overwhelm my eyes But their smiles evaporate my...