Poem from a Christmas Past

A Dickens Eve A gentle waterfall spilled up and o’er the rim finding age old crevices to follow towards my chin. ‘Twere just a play! a staged apparition… Well, actually there were three nay four! after intermission. What magic did befall me as costumed sorcerers did brew with lilting incantations and lovely music too. Had … Continue reading Poem from a Christmas Past