Haiku

So much depends on
The one standing outside a 
Circle of friends.

Stale mince pies, cold ham, 
Even the eggnog's rancid— 
Drained of Christmas cheer.

Xylem, phloem sleek 
Expressways ferry lifeblood  
To the rooted limbs.

Death slab smooth, the soft
Gray pebble rocks beyond the
Restless waiting tide.

Contentment as a
Craft subsumes mere happiness.
Focused, gentle bliss. 

Returning husbands 
Bulldoze back into wives' lives.
Screeching, they give in.