Lurching darkness surrounding
A creeping of the night Excruciating pain again The ache a blinding light A tortured soul continues Down this corridor of trolls All hope will soon be shred again With the burn of ancient scrolls The laughter plays in fog once more A haunting of the mind The hollowness of fraud you see As she walks a risky line A brutalizing world has spun The knots of joyless doubt A smile forced upon her lips Raging within, a silent shout. This world bereft of angels’ grace Devoid of compassion The needs of few outweigh the great An instant fatal attraction A selfish world has been left numb Manifest a reaper’s win Decomposing intellect Each body now a coffin.
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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through this lair
Not a creature made noise or twitched a minuscule hair; For their stockings that hung by their kennels to fill With the Hope of new goodies to eat kept them still The furkids all nestled and snug in their beds; The visions of squeak toys; chew bones swirled in their heads; Human Mom, "Auntie Julie", sat quiet, a huge smile Played on her lips, her sore back worth the while. When downstairs there was crinkling, a present just fell And she held her breath to see if the Dobes would raise hell She snuck down the hallway and placed it back with great care Sighing a breath of relief as soft snoring filled the air. Away to her bedroom, she crept once again A peace in her heart as she envisioned her friends Ripping and shredding each present to spy What joyous new things they could toss up to fly The thrashing and shaking and jubilant acts Where all could be brilliantly happy... and after take naps. When suddenly magic filled the air with a flash And to her great surprise, there came a loud crash! A quick look at all of the cameras you see Show the dogs still at rest; no one has to pee. But what then caused only a sound just for her? Love crashed down in waves where the memories were. The visitor now, just for her, she could see Was the greatest gift of magic, never found under a tree. All of those lost before visit now, quick Embrace us, remind us, of the magic of St Nick. So, Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen! To every corner of Earth; they shout out the call: "Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" A bundle of toys, tasty bones, treats, and love Soon the crew gets their gifts; my smile above My eyes will then glisten with the memories we'll make A heart filled near to burst with a love you can't fake. Tails will be waggin'; nubs will move butts It's Christmas for all, from purebreds to mutts. For this Season, you see, we all become elves. And we must learn to give more than what is found on the shelves. With a wink of my eye and a flick of my wrist. Treats will rain from the sky; drool fly more than mist. Now it's time I must go, I've got slumber to do For dreams on this magical night will come true. So, I give you a nod and off to Dreamland tonight... Merry Christmas to all...and to all a good night! |
Julie WestphalAuthor, Poet, Dreamer Archives
February 2024
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