After Christmas

All the guests

have left the house

Christmas is over

the goose was cooked

stewed in its fat

pennies weigh heavy

in the old man’s hat

all I have left to do

is to bask awhile

in the aftergloom

______________

dVerse prompt to write a poem using a word from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. I choose aftergloom.

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After Christmas

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