Friday, December 27, 2013

christmas Eve day - the sonnet


Last year tonight i insulated pipe ;
this year they froze , and for that i’m glad .
Family thinks i’m mad , i guess i fit the type ,
that or they think frozen water is bad


My body's filled by water - some think’s theirs .
" Frozen " after the month's hottest ever - s'good .
Hot’s what comes next ; “ they survive - who shares “
i’m old , i’d share what i’ve seen if i could .


This morning a witch said “ only hearts speak “ ;
so true that many just read “ lonely hearts .  . “ ,
others will cry “ witch ! he must be a freak “ -
and be right , for “ good sums “ exceed their parts .


i know as certain as my hot bath grows cold
“ save love for holy days “ is what we’re sold .

jts 122413

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