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  • POEM: Dear Elena, On Christmas Eve.... [ Bri's Response To P H's Elena Plotkin's Lovely Holiday Wishes For Bri; Short; Santa's Elf (One Of Them) ] by Bri Edwards (12/30/2016 9:17:00 AM)

    Dear Bri, the elf at the North Pole,

    The poem I inspired makes it seem as you are penniless and this I quite understand. My pennies flow rapidly too... right out of my hand. When holidays come the young ones do expect a lot from us. Enough presents that can fill a sleigh or a school bus. There are never any 'pleases' but 'thank yous' can still be heard. Sometimes an emotional 'I love you' can be stirred. True the system is broken and badly in need of an overhaul. Children simply shouldn't be allowed to have it all. They should be put to work growing present trees and sorting bills. They should be picking oats and building stills. But until that day comes, I guess it's business like usual up in the North Pole, Or else no more cereal and bread just lumps of black coal.

    Happy New Year! !

  • POEM: Dear Elena, On Christmas Eve.... [ Bri's Response To P H's Elena Plotkin's Lovely Holiday Wishes For Bri; Short; Santa's Elf (One Of Them) ] by Bri Edwards (12/30/2016 9:16:00 AM)

    Dear Bri,

    A Merry X-mas and Happy New Year!
    Eat your fill and drink with Good Cheer!
    But don't forget to feed the Reindeer!
    I heard they can't get enough of oats and beer!
    And no matter where your life may steer
    Hope all your troubles disappear
    Nevermore to reappear
    And so too for those you hold dear!

    (C) 2016 Copyright Elena Plotkin

  • POEM: After The Poet's Death by Daniel Brick (11/28/2016 1:19:00 PM)

    Our children can inherit our physical characteristics but only our brain children (poems, stories, scribbles, etc) inherit our souls. We may never be forgotten through our children and their children's children but we live eternally only through our brain children. In short, I love everything about this poem. It is fantastic and Brilliant! Just like the poet! Anthropomorphism at its best! 10+++

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