so open sometimes
this heart’s windows, a blackbird
flies through
*
not believing
and writing anyway this
letter to Santa
December 24, 2012 by Rosemerry
so open sometimes
this heart’s windows, a blackbird
flies through
*
not believing
and writing anyway this
letter to Santa
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged blackbird, Christmas Eve, love, poem, Santa | 2 Comments
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in the first, does the blackbird fly through this heart’s windows, or is it a separate thing? I like that it could be, “C: All of the above.”
and what does hurt, writing to Santa? wouldn’t it be a loverly way to find out you’ve been incorrect in your beliefs?
Nöel, Feliz Navidad, Merry Christmas.
Ah ha! The heart has more than one window. It is more drafty than I thought.
In the second, I think you have succeeded in writing a haiku to Santa. Short list, huh?