Poets' Corner: Goodtimes With 2 Spins On Christmas
Heavyweight (we mean that in the good sense) Green Party county commissioner, shroom afficionado, accomplished basketweaver, potato farmer– and poet extraordinaire (in 2011, he was named Western Slope Poet Laureate), let the Goodtimes roll. We are, of course, talking about none other than the force of nature known as Art Goodtimes, who weighs in now with two poems for to put everyone in the mood for Christmas, both as unconventional and to the point as their author.
Snow frozen deep in drifts
between her yurt, my studio.
Kids in the house. Pets in the sheds.
The moon. Everything’s kind of chill.
But the well’s out. A breakerbox
malfunction. Had the portable
heater knob turning the wellhouse
lightbulb on & off, like some kind of
Houdini dimmer. Hot tub’s kaput
along with some expensive
energy-saving fluorescents. I love
when electricity goes pop in the dark
of a frigid Christmas Day
What I Want for Xmas?
snow-curbed iceless paths
deep powder or
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