Please don't cry for me.
I volunteered for this. I sat myself in this chair in a momentary lapse of reason.
My longing for freedom merely prolongs the time my mind spends in the labyrinth of its own making.
“Foment rebellion!” I cry into the abyss.
Oh mighty heart, lead me from this despair. Find within yourself within me the power to free us (me) from these chains.
Shed no tears, I say again.
Merely look upon me with pity, for though I freely placed myself in this predicament, I long for freedom.
And yet, the time draws near!
In only moments I will claw my way out of the abyss and embrace the light of freedom.
Until next time.

The Fickeisen Holiday Poem Collection 2010

Solstice, Saturnalia, Yule and Christmas
Hanukkah, Kwanza, and yes, even Festivus
No matter the reason for the season
Regardless of motivation for celebration
Phone your mother, ring your father
Remember those forgotten by time
And separated by space
Be gracious and kind, welcoming and warm
And just when you think you can’t do anymore
Take one more step and above all, Love All.

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bitter cold
kills the mold
growing on my soul
since hot humid summer
bitter cold
cleanses
and reminds
warmth
heart and blood
springs eternal.

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I do not miss thee,
white Festivus.
The days of cider and pumpkins
have overtaken you.
Welcome, OctoberFestivus
into my open arms.