December Poems

These are December poems,
full of the gray sky I see
through my window each day,
framed by trees bare and still,
guardians of a frozen walk.

The room is cold, so are my fingers,
my face beneath their touch
is a shout across a pond,
a devil�s crack inside a mirror.

I wear black for absent rainbows,
for stars that cannot see the world
that is near, but numb.

December 5, 2005

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Also by William Michaelian

Winter Poems

(Includes �December Poems�) ISBN: 978-0-9796599-0-4
52 pages. Paper.
Another Song I Know
ISBN: 978-0-9796599-1-1
80 pages. Paper.
Cosmopsis Books
San Francisco

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