Good-bye 2021
You Wile E. Coyote you.
My inner Road Runner flees
Those spiked Covid balls
you threw.
A 2020 redux?
I tried to remain calm
But, I got Acid Reflux.
We masked, vaxxed, and boosted
too.
We also had some good times
So, ’22 let’s renew.
And shout through our masks.
For all our friends to have,
“A New Year back to normal tasks.”
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
©TPuma/MMXXI
A
gift of two Turtle Doves.
A
holiday earworm
I
prefer leather gloves.
They
have two holidays.
But,
in America
We
search for double AA’s.
My
bar bereft of Cordials.
My
mailbox bereft of cards
My
accounts bereft of numerals.
In
rainbow laundry room.
A
day of rest and unrest
Clearing
wrapping paper strewn.
We
light a black candle.
A
day of Umoji
To
brighten our mantel.
The
Feast of Saint Stephen.
A
Martyrs death he
Stoned
by the heathen.
On
Octave Day of His birth.
A
gift of eight Beatitudes
To
quench a faithful thirst.
A
time to remember.
A
time for reflexion
This
end of December.
Memories
of Best and Least.
A
personal Renaissance
We’ll
celebrate a New Year’s feast.
Have a happy Christmas Eve
With gifts all wrapp’d under the tree.
A Christmas Carol on
T.V.
With cherished dated ornaments.
To reflect on these moments.
All and all we’ve been nice.
To the baby Jesus Christ.
With deep breaths of glee.
Have a Merry from David and me.
©TPuma/12/24/21
