Kurt Kacich


Bloody Xmas - Poem by Kurt Kacich

I once remember that wicked Christmas day,
I remember seeing the blood seep through the tree,
That morning I awoke to nightfall on that Christmas morning,
I look around and wondered if in fact it was a nightmare,
I stopped in my tracks and saw the mirror gazing at my dead faced stare,
The face I saw suddenly morphed into a clouded glare,
Never on a bloody Christmas day was I so scared.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 17, 2010



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