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People can play it mean,

When trying to hide revealing feelings.

Wounds that go deep,

Create scars that rise steep,

A peaky trip,

The altitude makes you sick.

The toughest walls

Muffle the inner calls,

For love, acceptance, a hand to hold,

A cheek to kiss,

A person to miss.

Love involves an evolution,

Leave behind seeking retribution

For past hurts,

Be brave enough to trust.

Easier said than done, when your heart’s on the run.

It’s an inner fight,

A conflict of rights,

To protect your damaged heart,

Or be loved for every part, of you.

Arctic ice will flow wherever the gusts of fear blow.

A global warming means thinning ice,

Skating on the edge of a knife,

You risk falling in,

You’ve forgotten how to swim,

Muscle memory kicks in,

Let it give you fins, and swim.

EMC. 

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All I Want…

All I want for Christmas

Is to sleep till noon

Scoff chocolate, schlep about,

Blanket fort and pillow spoon.

 

All I want for Christmas

Is to shut the holly-wreathed door,

The blinds, and the curtains,

And dance around the tinsel strewn floor.

 

Grapes of a peaceful kind,

Spiced, mulled wine.

Bank balance zero,

Gift giving hero.

 

All I want for Christmas

Is to be around my folks and friends,

Made a lot easier when,

Their love translates to presence;

Presence, present… priceless.

 

Whether it’s spiritual or seasonal, winter or yule,

Don’t let those connections slide,

Baby it’s cold outside, keep it warm on the inside.

EMC

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