String your garlands
Buy your poinsettias
Hang your stockings with care
Check your lights
Set out the Nativity
Find the Elf
Mail the Greeting Cards
Hang the mistletoe
Pick out your tree
Set the star
Find the angel topper
Hang the ornaments
String the icicles
Flock the windows
Set out the cookies
Wait for Santa to come
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I have a history of analyzing the utterly brilliant and soul-touching poetry of Mesh Toraskar. It seems I’m unable to read his poetry and move on with my life, as each line, each half-line, each word is so rich with imagery, references, concepts, et cetera, that it requires taking slow, quiet time to fully appreciate it all. He took quite a long break at the beginning of the year before returning in April with the stunner, “fresh terror to love.” He has published two more pieces since then, one poem and one Feast narrative, both of which I highly recommend. You’ll quickly deduce that I will recommend everything this man has written. Anyway, I promised to come back when words were no longer failing me and I did not. A lot has happened to me and it simply has not stopped, yet this is no excuse for being mute to the following beauty.
By Mackenzie Davis7 days ago in Writers
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😊 👍 “Find the elf” - lol!
I still have some things to check off this list! Such a wonderful little poem— made me feel cozy:)
This reminds me that Christmas is a lot of work!!😂 My hubby wants to quit as it is a lot of hauling around for him. Packing and unpacking, putting up and taking down. How can we quit when we have so many grand and great grandchildren? We can't!!❤️
Love this. Reminds me of old Christmas back home.
I wanna dress as Santa just to come and eat the cookies. Lol. Loved your poem!
My favorite time of the year!
Decorating is so fun!
🧡🖤.💙💓❤