Christmas Anti Bullying Poems

This is the only place where I can go when my heart burns and spirit muse in the desert and when the water is dried...

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Russia, my lovely

Why do I remember this now on a Christmas day 
galley boy on a tank ship that was old in 1956
as the youngest...

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I could wrap you
In secret
And cling
Like double-sided
Just to keep
Your gift
From prying eyes

But I have
No label
A name, perhaps
But no concept
No complete picture
For the pieces
Of you

Labels
Are for...

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The Alex Joneses among us

As we are coming up to Christmas, which is a feast 
for the advertisers, and it is impossible turning 
or switching...

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A simple sonnet

The tramp, who sits on a low ledge, near the entrance of the 
modest supermarket that sells basic food fruit and vegetable
and to...

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sad rant

This day, when you know this day will be like the prior day
When you wake up and the dream you dreamt was dull
as the...

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The time of peace

Christmas day and rain, disappearing polar bears in the Hudson Bay 
and in the USA, a frost bomb explodes over America from...

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Staged or Stagnant

The gathering of people, 
from here and there, 
and everywhere, 
made possible 
by time. 

What is important to each person, 
yet more important...

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razor touch
gillette mach3 built with maximum precision
steel on the beard,
the cheek that seeks the skill of the one who
wants to feel the heart in the...

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Tears trickled from Rudolph's eyes; his nose was crimson red
He'd been bullied by cruel reindeer, and to Santa Claus he said,
"The others laughed and called...

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I
dear human, will you make healthy honey for me?
gather what there is in wildflowers, weeds, "thy enemy,"
JUST DO IT. If not, will you save my...

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A worm in the wombs of creativity
Lady Poet "silenced" in a Writers' Community
Jeremiah warned our "wicked" hearts defy good intention 
Why point to CHRISTmas? The...

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The meaning of Christmas
In our multi-religious world and lack of Christian faith
I no longer call Christmas by its name but prefer
to call the festive season...

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The dread

He had slept too long hours lost
in a dream of deep dissatisfaction down a well of evil failure.
The depth had a silt of regrets...

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Heavy Rain

After Christmas, the angels have a bath, 
they also have a bath in the summer.
There are more angels now than before the rules for...

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