Hyperpat\’s HyperDay

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Where My Dreams Are

Posted by hyperpat on December 22, 2006

A bit of doggerel for the season:

My Gift

It’s December, and I’m looking for snow

Outside the window there’s only dust

Powdered and blown

And red, not white, with violet sky


Santa’s reindeer won’t ever clop on this roof

They’d gasp and crash and freeze out here

Where there’s no speck

of green, no leaves, no amber wheat


Dusk, then night crawls up then over the window

Changing red to gray, hiding the grit

And now my gift

Appears, bright stars, glorious rainbow.


Argh! this thing won’t let me format this the way I want.


2 Responses to “Where My Dreams Are”

  1. Peter said

    A very merry christmas to you and yours!

  2. fencer said

    Merry Christmas…

    I’ve struggled to format verse as well on WordPress… doesn’t give a lot of latitude.

    Your poetry reads well to me… I vote for more…


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