My obsessive unexploitation of the Free Verse
By Suzanne Helen James

This is a free verse,
Something I'm not gonna curse.
The rules are what I strive for,
Though I admit, I've strayed once before.
Tempted by the twisting of rhyme,
I'd watch it pour out like wine.
For a while, it was a habit...
But in the end, my love was to make words fit.

Standing Shallow
by Matt Nash

Never see me screaming shallow,
shit I sit on superstitions.
On occasion I feel nameless
then assess the situation.
Less obsessed with myself,
I’m obsessed with changing the Nation.
So sip slow, I’ll tip toe then stomp down a bridge.
It’s official, a wish in the theta state is
something you’re not ready for
and you’re stuck in a matrix,

More than Thought
by Shawn Sanders

It’s almost like you’re next to me
Although you’re very far,
And everything you aren’t
Fights with everything you are.
But I’m still typing in the dark,
I guess that’s just my lot;
I’m typing like a fool for you,
As if you’re more than thought.

The frozen things, they still remain
To keep you cold and calm;

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As we pass from the massive candy haul of Halloween to the overload of gifts in Christmas, it's all about excess. It seems that the colder the months get, the harder we try to cram ourselves full of good cheer, generosity, and just a little bit of selfish hedonism. For this challenge I want you to write about excess, seasonal or otherwise.