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Christmas spirit was neatly wrapped up
Tied with a bow and put upon a shelf
Encompassed was kindness, giving, goodwill and cheer
Organized in a package held hostage this year
Let Christmas pass, speed on by
Let it be gone in a blink of the eye
Do not bring out kindness, nor give any gifts
Goodwill only brings closeness, then there will be cheer
Christmas spirit is packed away for now
Let's don't deal with that equivalent foolishness this Christmas
Do not let a Christmas carol sound out
Nor stores decorations flout
Let all children go on to school
They need to stick to the grind
How can they learn if they have toys on their minds?
They need to do their homework
Don't forget all their chores
It is okay if they sometimes are bored
Life without the Christmas Spirit
Is fine for 11 months
So let that package stay upon the shelf
Don't start embrasing love and such
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Please turn it off
Sleighbells Ring do not sing
Do not listen to them this year
Do not tell the Christmas story
How God _Gave_ His only Son
Nor how His Son freely came
Being born in Bethlehem
Once again let me say
Depression works its way
How many people suffer
In this way!!
Written: December 09, 2022
Contest: Christmas Spirit
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
I know a little out there, but so many people suffer from depression at Christmas. Look it up so you can know the signs to look for. It could be helped with something as little as some sunlight for some people who suffer from SAD.
Wistful Accursed Penniless Fate...God Dime Mitt!
(neither defamation, nor blasphemy meant, sans Title)
Despite ingestion of
anti anxiety medications
ferocious hellish onslaught
pummels me aback
finds resurgence of ghostly
white implacable terror
inducing panic attack
cogs and wheels
of psyche frenetically
spinning alas and alack
swallowed in the un
avoid doubleheader maw
whale size amberjack
suctioned alive as dead ringer
human master bait
(feebly prate who GOD,
somebody please HELP)
doomed to die, "eye"
doth entirely engulf me
far worse than being slammed
by malevolent forces
loosed from hurricane
classed as Category 5
on Saffir-Simpson Scale
adrip with horrible gastric,
caustic, and acidic repulsive
bile alcoholic akin to applejack
and more rancid
than Q8 oily arrack
once again oft repeated phrase
Death be not Proud, viz
reincarnation of Moby Dick
(gone terribly awry)
on the attack after ME
with no way back
to house at Pooh Corner
condemned to spin
willfully intestate,
while steeped in utter black
but....methinks
perhaps fetid blowback
equivalent to volcanic belch, would
spit out "burnt offerings"
formerly Matthew Scott Harris,
whose steaming hot pipe dream
(Ahab) in mind can not
even get "LIVE" feedback,
and definite never
my Stradivarius fiddleback
(I rue...all the money
momma's and pappa's...
scrimped and saved
without giving
this sole sun any flack)...
ha...sardonic humor,
and wistful pointless flashback
equally frivolous hanker
ring for greenback,
legal tender, quid
pro quo, et cetera,
NOW demise welcomed
forever free from penury
small potatoes this measly mortal
even at dirt poor cheap
expense courtesy
Euthanasia travel agency
manned by HiJack,
where captain! My captain!
Humungous humpback
clearly presented danger field,
and only costs this one life
as lil bitty chewy Whitman snack!
A vision, a poltergeist, an aspect of the human psyche
I see stars and galaxies and men in tall hats
they creep and crawl on their hands and feet, contorted, yet controlled
spindly limbs and salivating snarl, dead face and my mothers eyes
they rip the blood from my weakling veins, the love from my heart
It's crazy how their hands turn to shackles, words the noose around my neck
men in tall hats with crooked-toothed smiles, come sit for a while
I pour them some arsenic tea, the china is fragile but my will is strong
spoon feed them hatred, they drink disdain, fry the brain
with salted face, tall hats drop, a specter they are no more
light slices and I awake once again
see you tonight
Bikini clad babe
Tanned for the day
She invites me home
Maybe, nightly stay
Her home we reach
She showers, i wait
Drinks are poured
It feels like a date
The heat persists
Yellow bikini she wears
Once again
In x-ray stare
Our talks continue
Like the previous day
But more of each other
More open say
More drinks are drunk
As the evening longs
That feeling hovers
This is where i belong
The music plays
As i take her hand
This bikini clad babe
Beside me stands
Torso to torso
Face to face
Our eyes meet
Then our lips grace
Kisses like roses
Touched by the breeze
Contact so light
Increasing of tease
Our hearts are releasing
Signals the same
Passion of flow
In wanting tame
Her body i kiss
As my teeth undress
Release of her clad
Revealing her naked finesse
Muscled and proud
She strides as i stand
Bikini clad babe
And her beach found man
Like a piston and liner
To her place off rest
Consumed in hunger
Sensuous zest
Our bodies discover
The joys of a bond
This is more than love
It's two hearts in respond
Our heavens delight
As our bodies glow
Rhythm's from rapid
To caress of slow
Sensations saved
In our loving minds
To love each again
In future times
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love5.php
What insidious appearance have you once again made, when I thought I had sent you to the bottom of Hades’ world?
But I see you’ve resurfaced, this time as a ghost occupying the mind’s house, as you attempt to haunt me and make me feel the horror through those thoughts of illusionary reality.
You have reacquainted me with your world, making my world one of desperation, leaving me searching for my sanity to find.
I fail to understand your presence, and attempt to shake the foundation of your non-existent soul, but you overcome my wishes, and leave me in a state of utter despair, as I look to sever the thought bonds that you’ve created.
You are the evil in my world, the insanity of my existence, as you force me to my knees.
And while I attempt and hope to conquer and overcome, it is clear that your goal is my misery, as you create chaos within my soul.
So be it….present to me what you will….attempt to trick me and hold me in your grasp….manipulate my mind and thoughts….make me feel the fear….
But again, this time, it will only be short lived….for I will once again….calmly….but surely….send you away from my mind’s eye, and have you disappear into the depths of your created hell.
As I lie awake once again
In the wee morning hours
I am mesmerized by soft rhythms of the sleep filled breaths beside me.
My mind scurries about from thought to thought, not lingering to long on anything in particular, refusing to settle into its dreamland home.
I glance at the glow of the numbers that slowly count the moments of this seemingly endless night. I can feel the opportunity for a restful night sleep slipping through my grasp as each second passes.
I listen to the sounds of the night. The crickets chirping their nightly song. I hear the hoot of an owl in the distance, and once again my train of thought switches tracks to continue on our nightly journey.
I try to make out the shapes within the darkness. The shadows seem to dance about the room. And After what feels like hours, I glance back at the glowing numbers upon the clock face to see how much time has elapsed.
Time slows down at night I think. It tends to creep by during a sleepless night, but yet time flies when your having fun.
The night skies begin to lighten as dawn approaches. Another long night is through. The moon finalizes its nightly run and the sun prepares for its rising, celebrating the start of another new day.
9/11/2020
E.E.D. AND H3R GARD3N
With air so cold
you kept me warm
so, mill of hooks-
butteries so drunk
cocoons whose kissing
stings unbearably
what a turn//
what a turn\\
In the skies so blue
(that nobody could ever
know)
in the fetid
wombs of vacuum black air
so lost under granted
under pines in summer
wouldn't you know it
she couldn't show it
i would give everything
i own
i would give all of my
art and heart
just to have you
just to touch you
once again --and though
she tried to love
the one //wouldn't you
know it she wouldn't
show it.
And we go through life
and i feel she left
a diary in a long-ago
garden and wouldn't you
know it ; she told of it
and so sweet things
she wrote of...love.
:: 03-26-2016::
AHALYA
She is thirty and two
Her face has lost it’s soft
She is a professor in her subject and
Her second nest is her college
She is a married woman -Her
Past had a pleasing romance
She loved a man for love and
It grew as night in a moon
Bad rituals pushed her in a hell
In the name of marriage with an impotent
She lived with tears and pains and
Spent her days in the burning fire of lust
He became a patient to his death
Ptiy Ahalya whispering for her fate
Her hero comes again to take her
Out of emotions she gave her to his hands
It spreads to the ears of her impotent owner
He cursed and sued against her in the court
He argued there she is immoral and
She is having affairs with many
Poor Ahalya denied not in the court
Court separated her from His life
Ahalya isthe poor victim living with her tears
Her hero once again vanishes as air from her life
Ahalyas are not one or two here
They are more and more in this world
Their tears are making seas and oceans
Not to think they are always calm and quite
Before their ANGER realize your sins
Saktheee S Ravichandran
The dreams we chase seem so close
Yet we catch up to nothing but a ghost
What's going on in my life really isn't clear
How much more will we lose is all that we fear
Our Faith and courage are now lost
To get them back we'd pay any cost
Not the person that anyone else ever really knew
Just wish we could make one dream come true
Some times wondering why we even try
Maybe all courage isn't lost we still haven't said, " Good Bye "
These feelings to no one could we explain
They'd lock us up call us crazy and insane
So once again we just sit back wonder
In this life who's spell are we really under!
An Uncle Charlie Original
© 2012 unclecharlie
I am going very slow
Feelings I don't want to show
Keeping them inside until
Little by little they spill
Out of my heart into yours
I want to be on love shores
Where big waves don't drown and hit
Me with a disturbing fit
Leaving me frightened and so scared
My heart doesn't belong anywhere
Or to anyone as you
Left me alone and so blue
Now I'm careful when I see
Sweet eyes looking back at me
My approach is very shy
The only tears I want to cry
Are joyful ones and not sad
I just want to feel glad
Not pushed to the brink of doubt
Once again with no way out
But there's something in your eyes
I can truly recognize
You've been burned by someone too
Both our hearts know what to do
As we softly say hello
Starting to feel a glow
Inside we have never felt
Past memories begin to melt
Fading from our brains as we
Feel light and very free
Keeping hope alive and new
This love will be fun not cruel