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tidings of comfort and joy

comfy
I wish I could figure out how to share my banjo carol God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen that Billy Shakespeare played and sent me. It makes me smile so big when I listen to it, which I do, a lot. Unfortunately, I can’t. WordPress says it won’t take the format it’s in. Heavy sigh. So I ask you to imagine a completely unexpected and utterly delightful gift from a soulful, forever friend.

There.               …It is like that.

Whatever gives you comfort and joy this season,
I hope you get that.

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holiday

Christmassy

at the store for unwed brothers

the supplements are on sale

plus steel-cut oats and kale

and aloe water for the guy

she’s bringing who’s Vegan Level 5

(nothing that casts a shadow)

 

some Prosecco on the sly

that I will drink with others

after every ticking moment’s

disarmed by my sisters laughing

buzzing oven pans & blisters

when the ringtone killswitch

 

stops my breath and right there

in the loins of your hello

you say what else I need

to know your voice cancels

all my plans and yes I want

to go . . . oh yes, I want to go

 

© Liana 12/14

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hall of mirrors

divided

every facet contains a face

each one real but none so true

not turned nor carved but cut like glass

and I have prism’d just like that

slanting time to make it last

morning moon and nighttime noon

a sun note rising from the tomb

where I was once then once again

the face of now that’s now the past

unwrapped from time’s slow tourniquet

a flawless light imperfectly cast

. . . I will prism just like that

 

© Liana 12/14