Month: December 2009

today is the shortest of days
moon. and the longest of nights
you rule.

cool.

gonna roll, bake and frost you
like a cookie moon. eat you up
after dinner. (or maybe by noon)

gonna pour you right into my wine glass
moon. gonna swirl you and drink you
with a chocolate or two.

gonna wrap you in sparkly red paper
moon. then take my sweet time
unwrapping you.

hey moon–here’s a secret, posted for you:
Jim’s feet are stark naked
inside of his boots.

(moon boots)
(and a snowsuit)
(not much else…)

so many mysterious messages
moon. how will we know
if they’re really from you?

(Jim says the spelling’s a giveaway)
(I think that’s just part of the game)

thanks for lightin the way Christmas caroling
moon. we don’t need figgy pudding
but we’ll sing you a tune.

if you shovel the driveway
moon and make sure it’s not icy…
we’ll make us some bloody mary’s.  (spicy)

come join us inside by the fireplace
moon. let yourself in–
grab a log or two.

you’re lookin all weebly and wobbly
moon. this freezing cold weather
must be gettin to you.
(or maybe it’s graduate school…)