
christmas cookies

Paul Casey
this time
we knew
still though
time flew
that time
flashes of light
blurred our vision
the drumming
slowed our mission
he rode away
had enough of fishing
it was then
couple hours before
ten
when
sven picked up
a pen
a tree
overshadowed
everything
gave to birds
a place to sing
december evening
i was weaving
he was cleaving
she was believing
this all
had some meaning
in the valley
we spent the night
mornings light
shone bright
we try our best
do what’s right
throughout the night
with energy left
morning in sight
let love rest
did you hear
about lou
what that he flew
and lost his blue
when he took up
with the zoo
i see
he said
up ahead
as she fed
images danced
in their
heads
at a table
they sat
looking glass
scared the cat
swing a bat
outside
car has a flat
the day had
more in the mirror
than ahead
still in bed
she faced her dread
the image burned
in her head
i saw it
as it was
it didn’t need me
didn’t want from me
i don’t matter
to it
it’s ok
this way
it’s what we give
and how we live
learn to forgive
that’s what
life is
the colors
of others
sisters
and brothers
reflections
of mothers
and lovers
power on
self-test
diagnostic check
pass the test
operating system
load to memory
compute systems
from the past
evidence
of time
gone by
they
don’t know
why
unafraid
comfortable
with self
thinking
who knows
fleeting
moment
i see them
reflected in their things
fading images
frail beings
memories
red means run son
numbers add up to nothing