A. Garnett Weiss reflects on the holidays

Boxing Day Colours

 

Three black pigeons found solace

in the too-warm puddles

 

They alone had not dreamt of a white Christmas

Did not regret the grim, gray slush

that bequeathed lines of salt to new leather boots

still stiff from packages, now crushed and

stuffed along with blue reindeer wrapping

and rivers of silver ribbon

into bulging green garbage bags

 

at the curb

of a new year

 

A. Garnett Weiss

 

Best wishes to you all for a healthy, happy 2016 in which peace is given a chance.

 

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