Mid month

as a good a time as any other

to write of howling winds that smother

Every hint

of comfort and the daily norms

to replace them all with Darragh's storms

Which break

the trees which crash and fall upon

wires, and thus: the village power has gone

And then

in every room in every country cottage

is darkness from the lack of wattage

No h...

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Twas the night before Christmas

When starless darkness held the night

With howling wind and sleet;

All through the house was ne'er a light

Dark, and a door that creaked

And despite the fire, twas cold as snow

Only the low fire flicker

Could lend the room a ghostly glow

And light the undecked tree.

I crept towards the bottom stair

Mouse-still and watching

A creak, a...

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At dusk

a pink moon

low over the sheds

in a cold clear sky -

ice blue, yet light

hiding stars

a leaf fall

the pond water stills

but does not freeze

Much later

that same moon

lights my bedroom

in the cold night air -

velvet black, the sky

glints stars

an owl flash

my blood chills

but does not freeze

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