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I’m Dreaming of a Lemon-Tipsy Christmas

Jim Bellamy·December 14, 2022

I’m Dreaming of a Lemon-Tipsy Christmas written by: Jim Bellamy I’m dreaming of a lemon tipsy Christmas...

Poetry Christmas English

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A Splendid Time of The Year

Franci Eugenia Hoffman·December 13, 2022

A Splendid Time of The Year written by: Franci Eugenia Hoffman @FranceH45083335 Harken, my dears as Christmastime...

English Poetry Christmas

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The Cheerful Frog

Russell Colclough·January 24, 2022

The Cheerful Frog written by: Russell Colclough I’m sitting here in a garden of green. The ducks...

Poetry English

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Christmas Magic

Brenda Arledge·December 20, 2021

Christmas Magic written by: Brenda Arledge @aug10cj Christmas magic has been tossed into the air, each moment...

Poetry Christmas English

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Festive Cheer

Jim Bellamy·December 19, 2021

Festive Cheer written by: Jim Bellamy And there are fifty Xmas trees Showing the snow on every...

English Poetry Christmas

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The Ray

Nafisa Shabbir·July 9, 2021

The Ray written by: Nafisa Shabbir A truant ray peeped out The distant clouds thundered It drew...

Poetry English

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Christmas Magic

Phyllis P. Colucci·December 23, 2020

Christmas Magic written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot Snowflakes falling; friends are calling Ol’ Man Winter has...

12 Days of Christmas English Poetry Christmas Phyllis P. Colucci Featured Post

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Christmas Tunes, 2020

CTD Robinson·December 16, 2020

Christmas Tunes, 2020 written by: CTD Robinson @CTDRobinson This year, when I play, the tunes—part truth, part...

Christmas Featured Post 12 Days of Christmas English Poetry

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Instructions

John Grey·December 28, 2019

Instructions written by: John Grey Winter, second week of January, violent wind gusts shaking down the windows,...

Christmas Images

Bruce Levine·December 17, 2019

Christmas Images written by: Bruce Levine @brucelevine19 Snowflakes falling on frozen tree limbs Festooned now with red and...

Featured Post 12 Days of Christmas Poetry Christmas English

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CHRISTMAS WITH CATS

Dianne Moritz·December 16, 2019

CHRISTMAS WITH CATS written by: Dianne Moritz Just days before Christmas, the house is a mess. I’m...

English Poetry Christmas

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A Wicked Dancer

Neeraj Kumar·June 6, 2019

A Wicked Dancer written by: Neeraj Kumar A nerve stretched Inside my mind Like strings of a guitar...

Poetry English

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Christmas Morning

Debra Joseph·December 25, 2018

Christmas Morning written by: DEBRA JOSEPH Waking up to a messy hall, gift wrappers and gifts all...

Christmas English Poetry

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The Heart Of Christmas

Alisa Guttadauro·December 15, 2018

The Heart Of Christmas written by: Alisa Guttadauro Peace, slumber, and holiday cheer, warm winter wishes, through...

12 Days of Christmas Poetry Christmas English Featured Post

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Cindy Georgakas is a writer of words in poetry, prose and reflections of her heart. She was voted the Publication of the Month on Spillwords Oct. 2022. She is a co-author of #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women, and is also a monthly contributor to MastecadoresUsa. She was born in San Francisco, California and lives nestled in the trees in a small community about 40 minutes south of San Francisco with her husband. She is a life health coach, and massage and craniosacral therapist who draws inspiration from her daily interactions with clients, friends, her 4 children and nature. Her website is Uniquely Fit. She can also be found on Instagram #ahamoments. Cindy's book Re-create & Celebrate 7 Steps To Turning Your Dreams Into Reality will be released this month.

Brain in a Jar by Anthony Doyle

Take your gloves off, let’s see who you are, he said, chin out, shoulders rolling, pecs puffing, Take ’em off. Let’s see if you can take it raw—all fuel for the fire. I always was a strutting fool. I knew it was dumb, I knew it. Walk away, the only thing you gotta hit right now is the shower. I didn’t need this. I wore belts, I held titles. I was posing in posters on dirty walls and fire-doors, I was legit. Who was he? A street scuffler, a cage fighter. I knew it, and yet I took them off, I unwrapped the straps, I bit the leather and pulled them right off. The light is autumn steel today, bolted to the ceiling. In summer it was a yellow balm, a hot wet kiss. I knew it was dumb, and she keeps whistling that same song, Nurse Mercedes, the same catchy dance tune...

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