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Holiday

I can feel my thoughts
drifting down softly like snow.
    a flash of red
Warm fire light
illuminates your face.
    a sprig of green
I get lost here, sometimes.
I forget what I am
and what I believe.
    a jingle of bells
You are my only comfort
these days.
    the taste of eggnog
This time of year
muddles my brain.
    the scent of pine needles
Do me a favour, love,
and pour me another glass
of that holiday liquor.
©2006-2009 =norui
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Submitted: January 8, 2006
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Here's a poem about the holiday-ness. It's a bit late now, but this just came to mind. I like it. ^_^

And look! There's some punctuation!!! *dies* If you've read my other stuff, you probably noticed my habit of not using any punctuation, at all. Where some poets use punctuation incorrectly on purpose, I just leave it out all together. I noticed I do it with practically all my poetry, so I decided to use some punctuation on this one. Except for the stuff in italics... but I just thought it looked better that way. ^^;
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i liked the italicized bits, really made the poem stand out

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