Tuesday, December 25, 2018

1581 - "In Slippers, Us"



 - with apologies to William Ernest Henley - 

IN SLIPPERS, US

Out of Black Friday that calls to her
Bright as the sun from heel to toes
I look upon what gods may fear
Lo, my wife's new holiday shoes

In the clutch of Christmas cheerings
Meats minced and eggs a-nogged
She bludgeons my eyes with sequins
Her new slippers must now be blogged

Beyond this place of wreaths and balladeers
Loom toes glittering green and red
And yet the ending of the year
Finds me content and well-fed

It matters not how tensile the tinsel
How charged I am to love her full
No matter the glare from her foot-sill
She is the captain of my soul