Requiem for Santa

Santa died last night
amidst the cold and ice;
his red frock coat
no barrier to shield
and stamping hooves
kick up the stars
send them scattering
shrieking in the wind
"Poor Santa", weeps the child
"did he forget his thermal vest?"
As parents hurry to drag their offspring
from silent vigil at lonely windows;
the brandy glass will remain unfilled
and mincemeat cased in pastry
shan't pass his lips again.
So light a fire, all is well
chimneys the universe length
can belch out their noxious fumes
beat off that cold winter's gloom.
Santa died last night
he's buried deep in snow and ice
and when the thaw decides to melt
he won't be there
nor there and there,
a fragipani toast I fear.



Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-12-11 at 20:13

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Keiko
Elle,

You are a very good writer and I enjoy reading your poems. Keep up the great work, and I am sorry that I have not been on in a while. But I am back now. Your friend,

Keiko
2011-02-14


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Elle...
Fuggedaboudit!!! I just saw Santa a couple of minutes ago...
I think you had a problem of mistaken identity...

xxx Stan
2010-12-15


John Ashleigh
Sober and so unique. A real pleasure to read.

Your friend,
John.
2010-12-12



Sharply cut. Gem like.
2010-12-12


shells
A brilliant, sad and unusual read, loved it.
2010-12-12