Christmas Haiku

by Alan Harris

Ice on pine needles-- can it hear the Christmas bells? Can anything not? Spider in the drain-- Christmas whoops in the parlor-- silent, dark, the drain. Scrub Christmas tree, bare-- rooms echo--furniture gone-- mother and child laugh. Sleigh ride all finished-- the mare, eating Christmas oats, hears house noise, and snorts. Flashing Christmas lights entrance three speechless patients slouched in parked wheelchairs. Tree's all taken down-- year's end--where is Christmas now? Deep within each pulse.

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