Burnt Christmas, poetry written by Melisa Quigley at Spillwords.com
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Burnt Christmas

Burnt Christmas

written by: Melisa



Tasting soot
breathing difficulties
house burnt down
water bomb bursts
through the sky
charcoal sticks
used to be trees
presents destroyed
no mistletoe
nothing left
Where do we sleep?
No one else around
burnt belongings
on the ground
sizzling sounds
memories of laughter
turkey and
Christmas pudding
whirl around

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This publication is part 43 of 82 in the series 12 Days of Christmas