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Christmas Joys

A unique treasury of more than one hundred Yuletide poems, prayers, hymns, graces, and toasts from authors old and new-all to help you count your... In today's changing world, many people are looking for more meaning in the Christmas season.

Poems
Good Poems
by Garrison Keillor
Good Poems includes verse about lovers, children, failure, everyday life, death, and transcendance. It features the work of classic poets, such as Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman, and Robert Frost, as well as the work of contemporary greats

Throw Yourself Like Seed
Ten Poems to Set You Free
by Roger Housden
When the fascist General Milan-Astray stormed into the University of Salamanca to confront the elderly professor and poet-philosopher Miguel de Unamuno over his criticism of Franco and the fascist cause, Unamuno said to him

West Wind #2
Ten Poems to Open Your Heart
by Roger Housden
Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry. Yes indeed.

My Life. Ecstasy
Ten Poems to Last a Lifetime
by Roger Housden
Sometimes I see it as a straight line drawn with a pencil and a ruler transecting the circle of the world or as a finger piercing a smoke ring, casual, inquisitive, but then the sun will come out or the phone will ring and I will cease to wonder if it is

Ecstasy When Love Rocks, Part 2
You Drive Me Crazy: Love Poems for Real Life
by Mary D. Esselman, Elizabeth Ash Vélez
Utter sensual delight, that's what ecstatic love can deliver, an experience so euphoric it leaves the speaker in Langston Hughes's When Sue Wears Red testifying like a religious convert (or like a man having an orgasm).

Ecstasy When Love Rocks
You Drive Me Crazy: Love Poems for Real Life
by Mary D. Esselman, Elizabeth Ash Vélez
Ah, the ecstasy of love. Who wants to settle for anything less? From the first second of our first major crush, ecstasy is what we hope for and dream of, that on-top-of-the-world, giddy, whirly, zing-zangy kaboom of a feeling that squeezes your heart

Rage, Part 2
The Hell with Love: Poems to Mend a Broken Heart
by Mary D. Esselman, Elizabeth Ash Vélez
Moving forward is what we ultimately want to do. One way to start is to acknowledge the anger and fantasize revenge, and then forgive yourself for feeling that way. You're allowed these feelings- you've lost so much, and you're so tired, disappointed

Rage
The Hell with Love: Poems to Mend a Broken Heart
by Mary D. Esselman, Elizabeth Ash Vélez
At least you know you're still alive-that's the one great thing about post-breakup anger. You want him to drop dead-well maybe suffer some agonizing disfigurement first-and you can't say his name without spitting it and you want to slap every happy couple

Hurting, Part 2
Kiss Off: Poems to Set You Free
by Mary D. Esselman, Elizabeth Ash Vélez
Perhaps that's why the woman in Deborah Garrison's Worked Late on a Tuesday Night is alone and forlorn in the deserted streets, trying with no success to hail a cab home. This is not the first time she's been here, cold but too stubborn to reach/into

Hurting
Kiss Off: Poems to Set You Free
by Mary D. Esselman, Elizabeth Ash Vélez
One day, it just happens. You completely snap. Your last single friend announces her engagement to the schmo she met two months ago, or your married boss hits on you just when you think you've managed to impress him with your work smarts

Advice & Discussions
Marine girl part 1 and 2.. this peom is all true
thannk you taking to read this peom .. it about i girl i care that in iqrac.. and stil is.. this for jess my marine girl i went on line just to kill some time meet this dime i want her to be mine i sent her note and sit back hope she reply," hi" and i said," you are so fine.
My only Wish
My only Wish I only wish things were different If only we could start a new And your heart were not the captive of another For if it were as I hope You would be the center of my world and I yours But I was too late and fate carried you off So I sit and watch, see when you’re happy or sad Feel when you’re afraid and apologize when you’re mad There is no comet that would grant my wish No gin, genie, leprecon or fairy The consequence would be the destruction of time and space But if there was even a hint of a way My selfish heart would feverishly seek it For it gallops every time I see you And races when you’re near As I pen my soul’s deepest desire I will watch your glee from wherever it may come For your happiness is one of my heart’s true content Maybe our hearts will find each other in another life So with this hope I sit at the gates of eternity and wait your love.
Anti-climax
A catharsis I've been longing for release for so long I heard the word in another place And I thought "that's what will free me" The cathartic The hopeless wondering A sense for the dramatic In the name of freedom A trickle Is all I'm allowed here Fear that the flood gates cannot be closed again It's so not the explosion I hoped for A release Nonetheless is here.
The Music Breakdown
In this moment the beat of every note makes me succumb to its ultimate plan. To race my heart, and scatter my mind, bring me up, and bring me down and float me through an over-thought void. Beat my consistent futile life to a pulp, and finally bring it all together, and mold it into this moment.

   

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