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All I Want For ChristmasOh, all I want for Christmas is a smaller set of breasts:  Forget about the candy canes, the eggnog and the rest.  Hey Santa, if you're listening then let me really stress,  I mean it when I say I need to 'get this off my chest'!!!   
I 'member how I used to play in mother's cast-off clothes;  The evening dress, the high heels and the baggy pantyhose.  I'd stuff my top with kleenex 'til the bodice hit my nose:  Gee, whoda thunk I'd end up with a pair bigger than those?!?!?!   
When older, I tried basketball but I'd just end up sore.  I'd bounce the ball across the court but both my breast All I Want For Christmas
consuming christmasChristmas is the inside  
of a pocket  filled with chess pawns,  
and two fingers  slipping one away. consuming christmas
Crossing the MountainHow temporary this bittersweet calm inside,  before the reign of children broken and sore  and stepping over cloth laid out to catch mud  breaks clarion over solitude shrinking and blue.   
They've crossed the mountain to join the fun,  run gay banter through air once still, and still  the afternoon is not yet settled in this mood  and a multitude of clothing is unbuttoned.   
Setting a bell jar on my family while we eat,  early places set for little hearts warm-blooded  as oxen, and wolves run in the fallen white,  we jovial lovers joined in merriment and stones.   
S Crossing the Mountain
Peppermint Mocha Litmas 2005Peppermint Mocha   
 
Standing outside of Starbucks  Sipping my Peppermint Mocha  Scarf tightly bundled around my neck  People walking  Carrying their candied-coloured shopping bags  
Of Christmas gifts to be  For their loved ones   
Winter wind  Blending with the busy sounds  
Of traffic -  Cars driving by  The cold breeze  Brush at my cheeks  Sensations leaving my face flush-red  Like the colour of the Starbucks cup  Glitters of snowflakes descending  Upon the winter afternoon sun  The sweetness of chocolate  And the cool taste of p Peppermint Mocha Litmas 2005
Her Broken WingYou never saw a girl hold quite so much beauty  But looking pretty has always been her duty  She never deserved such life of cruelty.   
 
"Help..."   
 
Almost angelic, her dress a dark shade of white  There's something about her that isn't quite right  Un-noticed in all but a certain light.   
 
"...someone..."   
 
The expression on her porcelain face, pale as a corpse...  The disturbing looks of anguish, pain and remorse  The face of a young woman aged by force.   
 
"...please..."   
 
Sadness curling the corners of her Her Broken Wing
Christmas-timeNow colored lights throw vibrant sprites  In arcs around the trees  The burning wicks of candlesticks  Bow low before the breeze  The powdered snow and mistletoe  Contribute to the cheer:  And young and old don’t mind the cold  For Christmas-time is near.   
Now stockings grace the fireplace  And children wait with glee  For soon, they know, the space below  Their decorated tree  Will fill with stuff – oh, soon enough  Their presents will appear –  For by the laws of Santa Claus,  Their Christmas-time is near.   
Now eggnog flows, and winter blows   Christmas-time
Home for ChristmasThe television showed complete victory.  Peace was a promise just over the next dune.  Presents were spread unopened.   
The leaders promised a Christmas Homecoming.  Twisted wreckage sat on the freeways.  A cigar sat cold on the end table.   
It was a matter of mission first and people always.  Smoldering signs of victory littered the road.  A lone tree was left, unattended, in the corner. Home for Christmas
The Predator GrassThe trees haven't had enough water and  autumn's pomegranates are worthless  except as bulbous dryrattles for Christmas wreaths.  This year, Persephone would have spared us all  from winter;  our cornhusk pillows crackling when we bedded down for the night.  They're forcing us back into our  dreams about the predator grass. The Predator Grass
Christmas Contest PoemMy Heart is froze, as the wind it blows, winter to this land.   
You warmed my soul, like the fire, I would stay by Christmas night.   
You were the angel, whom would sit, atop my Christmas tree, but alas you have flown away, disrupting this beautiful Harmony.   
The Ghost of Christmas Past, has now come to my door, bring back all my old pain, which strikes me to the floor.   
The Ghost of Christmas Present, he is now up next, brings back the pain of losing you, the reason I write, this pain filled text.   
The Ghost of Christmas Future, it is all that’s left, its boney hand grasps my soul, an Christmas Contest Poem
MemoriesYou hold the knife to your wrist,  Has it really come to this?  You heart is full of pain,  Butdoes this mean the joy you felt was all in vain?  You tell yourself it's something you must do,  What about all the people who love you?  You're sure to the it was just a game,  But immediatly you're filled with shame,  With a quick motion, you slice your wrist,  No more pain, no more bliss,  As the blood seeps through the cracks,  Your head fills with memories of the past,  Some good, some bad,  But all of the life you had,  The way how every Christmas,  
Your dad would dres Memories
merry litmas competitionIt was the night before xmas,  when all though DA,  all the stuff run ryit,  keeping xmas at bay.   
realitysquared and suzi9mm keeping violation away.   
hexentanz and ewm you know who they are,  answering your questions without leaving a scar.   
dinyctis with all the news,  keeping out anything that gives the blues.   
All of the prints team,  working as hard as can be,  sending them out leaving nothing but steam.   
DA wish you all a merry xmas,  and a happy new year,  the best for teh future,  2006 we will all see you there. merry litmas competition
Christmas TimeChristmas time is for games and fun,  December is considered a 'Celebrating Month',  Cookies and cakes are prepared for this special day,  Presents are bought for both the young and grey.  It's a time filled with gifts and sweets,  
Christmas time is truly a treat,  Children will make snowmans in the snow,  Couples will kiss under the mistletoe.  The presents will be placed under the tree,  Gifts and pudding for the whole family.  But Christmas isn't just about gifts and snow,  
It's about something that everyone should know,  Christmas is the birthday of Jesus, remember that  I Christmas Time
Stolen AngelsAwaken in my arms,  Sweet child of mine,  And all you need know is how to breathe.  Always remember how to breathe.     
In a world of torment and endless distress,  Her innocence will be her only flaw.  As she ventures into the light of tomorrow,  Unaware of the inevitable collision she'll face..   
 
A happy soul and a joyous occasion,  Torched by a riot of depressive behaviour.  
What ever happened to our Christmas days?  I miss them.     
Suffocated with such anger and hatred,  She stripped herself of all she had dreamt,  
laying her h Stolen Angels
my christmas joyi've seemed  
to lost  
my christmas joy  no longer  a happy holiday  all i can  think about  is how you passed  the night before  christmas day   
i can still  feel the scream  your mother gave  even though  i was miles away  when she went  
to your room  and found you dead  on our lives,  it put a weigh   
and to think  i talked to you  the day before  and you said  that you'de be fine  but i guess  things got  to hard to handle  and thats why  you gave your life   
and i'm mad my christmas joy
Our Sweet DecemberOut of the boxes that sleep in the cellar  Comes the wintry décor of wondrous stellar   
Tinsel delights surround our home  Our worries lost in the euphoric foam   
A gathering of love sprinkled upon cake  Another year warmer nip takes a break   
Chocolate confections encircle the air  Inhale the aroma and exhale a prayer   
Lord, Keep us so close, living hand in hand  While we celebrate the knot of our precious strand   
And when the last Christmas graces our life  Please take us as one, a husband and wife   
I hope that we’ll meet in our sweet December Our Sweet December
'Tis the SeasonThe lights are on, the tree is up,  yes, 'tis the season.  The stars are out and a warm coffee cup,  yet tears flow without reason.   
Is it memories long gone and dead,  or nausea from the pulsing lights?  I cannot say, it is not said,  through this strange and sullen night.   
Why do tear stains mark the heart?  For others, this time means joyful peace.  Perhaps it's the onion being cut,  but these tears will not be appeased.   
I think about my ponderings,  and wonder how to please them.  But although all my thoughts are grim,  yes, 'tis the season. 'Tis the Season
I Miss The PastI Miss The Past  By: Adam Rosner   
I miss the cool music and the nice vibes,  The awesome trends and those stoned guys,  
The crazy hippies and Sonny and Sher,  The tie-dye T-shirts and those people with that funky hair.  I miss the Jackson Five and the drunken fights,  John Lennon, Ronald Reagan, and Disco Saturday night.  The green fields and the festive wild parties,  Afros, good food, and those teenagers who would say, "Narlie."  I remember the old stories of the people who've been,  And those protesters that would rant again, and again, and again.  A time when friends were I Miss The Past
Santa StanzaThe soft silent creaking of the whisper stair  And the gentle light-time of the moon  Do soften me in to sleep of sugarplums,  
Silent mice and pleating, white snow hair. Santa Stanza
Christmas timeChristmas, the best time of the year  For giving and sharing and drinking some beer :D  All the exquisite decorations, the beautiful lights  The day with your family, the one time with no fights  The presents underneath the christmas tree  Everyone around you as beautiful as can be  The christmas carolers singing at your door  No need for you to be sad anymore  Just smile and have fun, make up with your foe  Get into the Christmas spirit and watch your love grow Christmas time
My Christmas WishMy Christmas Wish  All I want for Christmas  It isn't much  No diamond rings  or fancy cloths  No trips to far away places  or chests filled with gold  I don't want any presents this year  You don't have to spend a dime  All I want for Christmas  You're love will do just fine  No bitter words  Or nasty comments  Let us join together on Christmas Day  Fill the day with love and laughter  Not anger and tears  I don't ask for much  I never have  I don't need computer games  Or fancy things  The one thing I want  More than Anything  More My Christmas Wish
Snow Falls Upon a New YearChristmas rings  This coming year  Shining star bright  Spring staring near   
Water glows; frosted below  Snowflakes of wonder dancing with delight  This time in a magical  Blizzard of thy sight   
Santa comes  Full of jolly and cheer  We sing songs hoping…  To bring a happy New Year   
Love each other  Show them their way  Guide them with love  Through the next coming day   
Snowflakes fall    Stars fading out  Memory of peace  Calls all about   
Winter of white; glossy sheen pure  New Year upon us  Com Snow Falls Upon a New Year
A DeviantArt Christmas‘Twas the night before Christmas,  
When at the back of the house,  
There was a creature stirring,  Clicking his mouse.   
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,  Under a wall, which was horribly, bare!  Santa would surely not slide down to our place,  With pictureless walls of such little taste.   
I thought to myself, I was in such a flap,  When an idea came, just like that, snap!  I cleared off my keyboard, things fell with a clatter,  And I logged onto DeviantArt to settle the matter.   
Though first I decided, to have some fun,  Before I got all m A DeviantArt Christmas
A Christmas SpiritFloating through the space  Between one moment and the next  Seeing that which people do  How they think, behave and act.   
Viewing rushing, speed,  With so little heed.  Shoving pushing weeping wailing  For things they think they need.   
Kindness doesn't come so wrapped  So many humans are so blind.  The ones who really know the time  Are truly purely blindly kind.   
Ahh but here the spirit sees  Some good deeds for those with needs  Without any indecision  Without need for recognition.   
For those who know  What the season's for &nbs A Christmas Spirit
Haiku For The SeasonChilly North wind blows,  darkness envelops the day,  and grey clouds gather.               Dampness in the air,  people wrapped in winter clothes,  hurry to get home.              
Glowing log fires,  warming cold fingers and toes,  smoke curling up high      
Snow falls from above,  covering all that we see,  trees bending in pain.           
December snowflakes,  sit watching winter unfold, &nb Haiku For The Season

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