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Array ( [sid] => 153091 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Candy Cane Chaos [time] => 2009-09-11 11:20:12 [hometext] => [bodytext] => *I do realize Christmas is quite awhile away. This is an old poem I just got around to revising. Not completely sure I am wholly satisfied with it yet. I just thought it would be interesting to put a twist on a holiday that is supposedly full of happiness. And I want feedback on it very much. I am also curious if anyone can see what I noticed after reading it through, my accidental cleverness so to speak. (There are two things. A cyber-hug to anyone who gets it) :) Also, I think it looks better aligned to the left, but I couldn't get it right *






I want to see red-blood
soaked streets
lined with corpses;
their eyes nothing but
deep dark
blood-drenched
sockets.

Red,
blood.
White,
snow.
A Candy Cane Chaos,
all my doing!
I didnít care.
I was filled with hate.

I want to see dead
Christmas carolers
fa-la-la-ing;
their voices nothing but
silent screams
echoing in the
snowy streets.

Giving is a lost art and
receiving is an act
that
can only last Ďtil the
smiles are gone, but
I donít care.
I am filled with hate.

Hate is all I see on
this holiday.
Itís nothing but a
fabricated folly of fictions,

a story of Santa Claus
and Jesus
to tuck the children
into bed with visions
of material objects
dancing in their heads.

Red,
blood.
White,
snow.
A Candy Cane Chaos!
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 251 [topic] => 18 [informant] => justme03 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Holiday Poetry )
A Candy Cane Chaos

Contributed by justme03 on Friday, 11th September 2009 @ 11:20:12 AM in AEST
Topic: Holiday Poetry



*I do realize Christmas is quite awhile away. This is an old poem I just got around to revising. Not completely sure I am wholly satisfied with it yet. I just thought it would be interesting to put a twist on a holiday that is supposedly full of happiness. And I want feedback on it very much. I am also curious if anyone can see what I noticed after reading it through, my accidental cleverness so to speak. (There are two things. A cyber-hug to anyone who gets it) :) Also, I think it looks better aligned to the left, but I couldn't get it right *






I want to see red-blood
soaked streets
lined with corpses;
their eyes nothing but
deep dark
blood-drenched
sockets.

Red,
blood.
White,
snow.
A Candy Cane Chaos,
all my doing!
I didnít care.
I was filled with hate.

I want to see dead
Christmas carolers
fa-la-la-ing;
their voices nothing but
silent screams
echoing in the
snowy streets.

Giving is a lost art and
receiving is an act
that
can only last Ďtil the
smiles are gone, but
I donít care.
I am filled with hate.

Hate is all I see on
this holiday.
Itís nothing but a
fabricated folly of fictions,

a story of Santa Claus
and Jesus
to tuck the children
into bed with visions
of material objects
dancing in their heads.

Red,
blood.
White,
snow.
A Candy Cane Chaos!




Copyright © justme03 ... [ 2009-09-11 11:20:12]
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Re: A Candy Cane Chaos (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 11th September 2009 @ 05:20:30 PM AEST
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It reminds me of a film I watched a while back called 'Black Christmas' where everybody dies. Ho-Ho-Ho. I love dark comedy / satirical sarcasm like this and I really enjoyed reading it. Best poem i've read so far today...

-Phil


Re: A Candy Cane Chaos (User Rating: 1 )
by woodymiles on Monday, 14th September 2009 @ 11:33:58 AM AEST
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I don't care much for Christmas but I stop short at genocide. This is a great rant. Quite muscular; and violently passionate. Death to all Carollers! Woody




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