Poem by Ian Copestick

By Ian Copestick   God, at this time of year, these Sub-zero nights can really Get you down. I wonder what It must be like to live somewhere Like L.A. where it's Sunny all year round and They've never seen snow. Except in the excruciating Xmas movies that they churn Out each year. Right now, …

Christmas Contest: 3rd Place Fiction

"Christmas Presence" By Andrew Paul Grell “It’s time, Nick.  Are you up for it?”  Josh assessed the old man’s visage.  It wasn’t like the old days. Larger territory.  Vast increase in audience. Security. Changes in entrance and exit protocols.  Not that any of that mattered; it was Nick or nobody. “It’s been a while since …

Christmas Contest: Poetry 1st Place

"The Ghosts of Christmas Past" By Micah Singleton The Ghosts Of Christmas Past As a cold wind blows, the hour comes fast, to a time when Christmas, will be part of the past. With no tree of lights, and no gifts to bear, a man sits alone, as a chill fills the air. His fire …

Christmas Contest: Fiction 1st Place

A Christmas Gamble By Matt McGee Christmas is giving. It’s surprises. The unexpected. Maybe, some years, there can be just a little bit of magic thrown in. Some people need to be alone to feel that. Chris loves to lie in her room, lights off or at least dimmed down to little more than a …

Christmas

By John Page Christmas can have many different means depending upon who you ask. The holiday holds different values for various people. Since you asked for my opinion, if not too bad, I will tell you about mine. The following is my view and is not that of the other editors.  This for entertainment only. …

Tommy Haiku #126-130

By Thomas Page What is the color Of justice? Is it judge’s Black or angel white? The pragmatist must Wonder if a sword is only Sharp piercing a heart. The pragmatist’s thoughts Are like dull skipping stones With a pow’r to blind. November must be Latin for “stressful” ‘cause it’s Thirty days of “aaahh!” I …

Third Place Winner of the Holiday Poetry Contest- Canal Fog

By Emma Woodford Flat canal fog, disappearing trees line adroitly planted paths. Water flows coal barges float, with cars parked.   The train glides, buildings grow gravel patches spread like butterflies. Roads pass ponds with corner herons standing, are they watching fish or waiting for the sun.   November days passing, greyly lit winter, curling …

Second Place Winner of the Holiday Poetry Contest: The Holiday

By Bernadette Perez  The Holiday Home with family and friends Dinner Feast for kings Time spent reminiscing A day of thanks You run out the door Paper in hand Adrenaline pumping Deals Bargains Saving 50-75% Buyer incentives BOGO Two for one Be the first customer Receive free rewards Stand in line for hours Hustle and bustle …

Holiday Contest First Prize: Poetry – Six Holiday Haiku/Senryu

By Katelyn Thomas He calculates, frets. Santa does not need to fit - No math in magic.   This Christmas morning nature tinseled the white pine with layers of ice.     Empty cardboard box - gift enough for the kitten. No need for the mouse.     They are not ready to pack their wonder …

Ready for Christmas

By John Page