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
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HAPPY 2020 to all–Boxing day colours republished
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
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