January Morning

It’s just after eight;
The first bit of dawn appears
Outside, though with little weight,
A slight bit of coffee scent rears

Defying Nature

People should travel during daydreams
Suppose a mirror appears, or so it seems
And a non-matching image might confront

An afternoon stroll at the waterfront
Could bring its own lovely surprise
Think of a free coffee of nice size

Last Quarter

The Sun has just set
Each sparrow tries to get
A spot in the tree
Then, by strict decree,
It seems, half the Moon enters the set

Miraculous Apparitions

We can read about miracles
In religious scriptures
Apparitions, light bundles
But, we can't talk about such creatures

It may be wisdom
To listen to them
Reality may be in a phantom,
Remember Betlehem

Christmas Lunch At The Bank

Three decades ago, luxury
Was keyword at banks' restaurants
Deer, wine, lobster were price worthy
It was approved by accountants

Now, the state owns their business
Christmas lunch is soda and cake
Now, staff enjoy simple finesse
Good times at good price may not be fake

Outside, it's dark and there's no cold
Inside, young people of all creeds,
Enjoy what their plate may behold
Sharing meals belongs to nice deeds

Banks had to learn humility
Sharing now needs simplicity