Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Peeps & popes

the day of the month nearly the Ides
when a network soothsayer chides
‘tis the season of Peeps and popes
when it’s harder to sleep than it is to hope
winding down as up the chimney smokes
at the feeder another  cardinal pokes
but mostly yellow, the covered marshmallow
celebrates on the surface without a halo
rebirth at a time when fewer believe
a bunch of old men who can’t help but deceive
but still a long shot the cardinal’s speak
white smoke that rises past the seagull’s beak
but my wager’s on the Just Born Peep
with sugary taste its promise to keep 

Barry DeCarli
March 13, 2013
©2013 Barry DeCarli

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