The poem seems about happy things until--boom--along come booze oozing Santa to make it very dark indeed. Very effective I think. Thank you so much for posting.
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And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be ---good.
I like the booze ooze combine here, tho in my life I like the twinklies to overpower it. Dear Santa!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Susan...hopefully there will be more twinkle than booze...
ReplyDeleteThis is the other side of the picture, isn't it? Christmas lite, too much booze and artificial lights.
ReplyDeleteI see it!
Deletemaybe this poem doesn't come off as dark as it feels to me.
ReplyDeleteNo, it definitely came off dark to me. Really well done, Marian.
ReplyDeleteSomething definitely slimey and unpleasant about your Santa.
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, Marian, I can feel the dark of that one word eclipsing the moon and any amount of twinkling.
ReplyDeleteLuv, K
The poem seems about happy things until--boom--along come booze oozing Santa to make it very dark indeed. Very effective I think. Thank you so much for posting.
ReplyDeletethe only time you can Fib and get away with it around Christmas. Course, if Santa's lit up, he wouldn't notice anyways ~
ReplyDeleteIt could go either way. Dark or dark humor...more evidence of the magic of poetry.
ReplyDeleteouch...shadowy Santa....enjoyable lines..
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