Valentine’s Day

A day of love, roses enclosed in little bouquets Or greens, or on their own, in red and yellow, Thorn-less for the grip of a lover. A smooth surface to hold, preludes to confluences; And lovers, needing to be little passengers Of a celebration, making scarlet moments Sink deep into memory bed. Yet, Valentine‚Äôs day…

Christmas

When eggnog is grog and yule log is cake And a little cheer blows through The endearing heart and merry-making Becomes a hazard zone to your balance and poise When a kiss appreciates under a poison-wreath And affection is not just lip-chemistry but gift-bonanzas As obese men become chuckling saints Drifting on wind tarmacs on…