I Saw Three Ships Come Sailing In

Oh what will be on Christmas day

On Christmas day on Christmas day

On Christmas day in the morning

1.

Morning Mass

 Road weary,

I ran into Santa

It was embarrassing

he had that thousand mile stare

What it's all about

Not stopping here today

Across the estuary

The priest was still speaking

But I was late for Communion

But the Nativity

which is on-going

Semitic queenly

an old seller of hashish

made good

Another Magus

was Nubian

but not we are told

a Son of Ham

Christ was born
more than 2000 years ago

Is still with us in
an every day miracle

The European looking King

naturally

I identify with him

Altar candle snuffer

a very inclusive parish

is this

Our Lady
approves

Outside a bevy of

Ethiopian women

one brought over to me a tray

of unleavened pita like bread

chewy and good,

It may have been a eucharist

from a separate communion

I went down by the head

of the Estuary

to continue my sacraments

Cannabis chocolate

 a few puffs for lift off

Shore birds and people

happy walking dogs

Then a festival of bell ringing

spread over the collective

peace and joy

When it ended I located myself

up here on the hillside

behind the church almost

even with the steeple

An thrilling discovery

of untrammeled

un-trashed and un-camped

land gone to nature

with no fence and no

no trespassing signs

Halleluia

It must be land

owned by the church,

Chester thought Jesuits

held the deed

I loved being here

if but for a moment

I needed a place

to take a leak with discretion

 in peace

A hidden library

so discovered

the dead sea scrolls

uncovered

I'm a cranky old lantern

myself these days

Gothic thoughts persist

I feel surrounded

by gargoyles

I still aspire

to holiness

come what may

Never cornered

always ultimately

free to join

the Communion of the saints

2.

Fairyland

Afternoon

Some Acme bread

extended my stay in the Park,

I had a date with pretty ballerina

So I slalom on down

the swollen pathway

to the land of the

evanescent

Home to the old

Black Tranny

who lives in a shie

That's fine

you can be proud here

Doesn't matter if you're

black or white

pink or purple

This is after all

FAIRYLAND

We stop for topiary dragons

Inspired Walt Disneyland,

Inspired Jeff Koons' Puppy

But alas
the gates are locked today

for peace and quiet on Christmas

The ghost train

to Fairyland Past

No one goes there any more

 

Here we go again...

Once upon a time

He's got his freak on

because it's Christmas

--no kids around

 Pollinator garden in winter

a hummingbird flew off

before I could catch him

Artificial butterflies
swung in the great oak tree
festooned with fairy lights


The orange lights are
thought to be
the fairies themselves

O Blessed day

3. Christmas

Night

My Christmas tree

at Solstice sunset

Coca Cola can

commemorating

The Great Anthropocene

Extinction Event

Preservation Village

warren of lawyers by day

deserted

 haunted by night

Digital corporate Christmas

At the ASK building

Metallic giant pine cones

are the theme this year

Entirely different from

what they had last year

I saw a truck unloading

corporate Xmas decorations

from another high-rise

two days later

Impressive

nevertheless

Outside it all

I saw the Moon

and I saw

Angel of Darkness

Ave Maria

ora pro nobis

25 December 2017