Xmas in the suburbs
a wet coast city
is quiet…
the hum of traffic is barely discernible
and the planes are less busy
there is no snow
and i have called friends and family
to wish them a happy holiday
with my usual abandon
and good cheer…
may the wind
be at your back
and may the sun shine
on your fields.
In the old days
one would write alone
and seek others
to help him or her
get their work
published
have as you will
a story told
poems presented
novels delivered
with an i to discerning taste
it at least had to be good
now in a skewering
of that system
Effort Reward
the rewards are two fold
the effort prevalently
towards economics….
money and fame
neccesary characters
in the consumer game
this poem will be left in cyber space
merry christmas
cheers
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