Cherry

Fergal's Wake

Now you're gone, what am I left with?
Cherry

A Soldier's Prayer (I.P.)

“For Death came flying through the air..."

Christmas Morning at High Cross Farm

Christmas Morning at High Cross Farm Nucleic light from beyond the zenith Scythes a glowing fissure across the dawning sky As the farmer plants his rubber footfalls in the snow;

I THINK I'VE UPSET SANTA CLAUS....

I think I've upset Santa Claus He didn't come last night, My stocking still lies empty A most distressing sight. I think I've upset Santa Claus I'm sure he got my note,

CHRISTMAS DAY

The "sequel" to yesterday's post - the two can be combined (by using the last verse of Eve and the first verse of Day as a bridge) into a longer poem

The Angel's Silence 40

After moving to Sardinia, I had my condition under control, and no one else even knew about it.

"Christmas Eve pot-party in the shed"

What really went on in that shed on xmas eve, that necessitated such secrecy and subterfuge? Will the farmer eventually find out?

Where only we know (song)

Am not lost, I know exactly where am going, even though there is no road and on no map does this place show so how do you know? Nobody's been there, no

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