Tuesday, December 29, 2015

tiny poem tuesday


there are two sides ...
to every coin


pelting rain and furious winds
create crystal coated prisms
luminous, tinkling
shattering


holiday delights,
disguised saccharine layers
of cozy nostalgia,
bequeath blurred thoughts and
peevish indispositions


true recognition,
so rare yet familiar,
that empathic voice and touch
breach our defenses
until
we're
split wide open

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