Thought’s Post Annual Fleeting

Yes, but forced intrusion 

And impulse.

Yet so be got by letting go.

Letting go of such a thought,

both fleeting 

and concrete.

Yes these words are 


even written,

again and again.

So dare one say is that not its message.

What merry spirits do

burn again on this day.

What day,


But this day.


Published by James J Jackson

I'm a poet from California.

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