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 Dec 2019 Eve
T R S
At nighttime

Even when I wake up.



In spite of good ideas.
Even mine...

Will be likely misunderstood.

If everything was perfect,

and we were able to know what we want,


The fire would be put out,

and our entirely population would look much less malnourished,

and even more than that,

they would not look afraid.

Those poor souls would not look sooooooo gaunt.
 Dec 2019 Eve
Fumbletongue
Reality roulette
Which one, which one will you get?
One that's cam and mostly mellow?
Or one that's white or brown or yellow?
One that's red or full of rage?
One where you can't see the cage?
One that's filled with deep regret?
Which one, which one will you get?
One where you hold all the cards?
Or one where you're on constant guard?
One where love is all around?
Or one where love is never found?
All these choices for you to see
But which one, which one will it be?
The thing is you actively choose
In every little thing you do
You determine what you get
In the game of reality roulette
 Dec 2019 Eve
Ashly Kocher
This year is different in many ways
Christmas just doesn’t feel the same
Just another day, for me, unfortunately
But I hope, for you, it’s as magically as can be
Merry Christmas to you and God Bless from me...
With all my family moving away recently, we are left with changes for this holiday.
 Dec 2019 Eve
Ashly Kocher
Merry Christmas
Near and far
Merry Christmas
To those in our hearts
Today let’s celebrate for what we have
Let’s take a moment for those we’ve lost
As we gather with family and friends on this Christmas Day
It’s not about presents under the tree
It’s about who your surrounded by and who loves you the most
Even if their far away from you or on another coast
Keep reminding yourself about the memories you’ve made
For today we celebrate, on this Christmas Day...
Merry Christmas from me
My present is you under the tree
For always being a part of my life
Constant support, love and fight
I hope you have a blessed day
Merry Christmas to you, my friends and family.....
Take away the festive music

Forget the hand over trinkets

Fear in his soul

aging like a ghost in a wishing well

watching reruns of shows fragment of years on television sets

no one around

silhouettes and ice mirrors  hanging

a sight of frozen ways appear

through the windows

looking at frozen grounds

He forces a smile

He is not greedy

nor thinking through pockets of gold

he is a hungry and empty soul

looking for the same as his sisters and his brothers

anything but this empty hall

this ghost lets out one last groan

before he freezes up all lone
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