MISTLETOE PRAYER
- Dark Poets Club

- Sep 19
- 1 min read
By Anthony Watts

Rootless cruiser among the anchored giants,
Balloonful of gladelight, borne on the breath of birds,
Lodge in the willow’s rigging; snaggle the hair
Of the tipsy orchard trees.
One time harvest of the golden sickle,
Come, dangle your wishbone kisses, your spermy beads.



