SANTA’S HAT
By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont
Sunshine leaned back into her comfy overstuffed chair,
Felt the amber glow and warmth of the fireplace there
The magic of a youthful mind is so very scrumptious and delicious
A charming place things are really-real even if they are fictitious
Rambleton Acres felt a jolt of winter’s mighty breath [...]
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GINGERBREAD MEN
By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont
Just southwest of Middletown resided Gingerbread Fred
A plump and portly holiday treat who wore buttons of red
Loved and et all his vanilla crème
Causin’ screams from two m&m
“Help me… help… oops…my buttons popped!” he said
T’was a last Thursday before Christmas when Gingerbread Fred
Did something that [...]
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THE CHRISTMAS DRESS
By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont
A Celebration of Delaware ~ Odessa’s Odessa Fire Hall
Oh my, oh me, how incredibly beautiful I will be
The belle of Christmas day, you must come and see
I couldn’t believe it when it came to the very final fitting
Normally no one notices me much, tucked away and sitting
But there [...]
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Do you reminisce the day when we first met in our life?
Do you remember who was the first one, who saw?
Can you keep in mind the day, we spoke first, ever?
And tell me who uttered the first word?
Tell me my beloved, tell me.
Do you remember that day obviously, and
Enjoy the ecstasy, that day gave you?
And [...]
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Some one is trying to play, the mandolin of the mind;
When the deft fingers touch the strings of the heart,
A tone suppressed in tears, emanate from its haggard look.
And the staggering mind is retreating…Forsaken dusk!
Even the waxy moonlight appears to you as the burning summer.
And, spectacular vistas of spring, as sad rainy days.
The woeful heart, [...]
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Wistful memoir…
Like an enchanting gift,
The changing season has endowed;
Like the blossoming of a thrill,
Enriched by a sweet embrace;
You unfolded as a poem on the alluring
Tender branches of my first love, when we both
Started, dreaming of the mysteries of love..
I sought you, my first love, forgetting everything
Around me, fluttering like a wild butterfly,
All over places [...]
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The blisters that don’t hurt
The burn that did.
To keep the chapped lips
That lie within.
To you I write
To miss and have your rite
Love’s Lust
The appeal of the apparent
To clench thy teeth is to be at will in a box
To be studying is to be researching the within.
Sometimes unworthy but always worth
The nails that grow long are [...]
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-Withdrawn-
The voice that haunts me is…
The voice that sounds as if…
It has exhaled opium for 30 years,
And has forgotten where to get out
Living loosely? No, just living on idle is…
The OCD’d white car that just
Won’t bust
Waiting to break her in and make her up
I write
Longing for the [...]
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Hypnotized, mesmerized, illegalized
Bound by government and god-payrents
No more guns for you little girl
I never wanted them in the first place Mr.!
Weathering the storm that will ensue
She’s inspired by something (but it’s not really her)
It flows and it’s mine, she proclaims.
“I’m a listless flower waiting for the last stages of bloom” she explains.
The cherry poppin’ prick of a [...]
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