Happy Holidays: A Poetry and Prose Anthology

Status: Accepting Submissions 1 October 2019

  • Submissions accepted only via on line form (added to this page later). 
  • Submissions accepted from a former contributor or someone recommended by a former contributor.
  • Only one submission per poet/writer.
  • Poem may not exceed 38 lines (includes title author's name and a blank line prior to the poem) flash fiction should not exceed 325 words (bottom line is that the flash fiction must fit on a 5.5"x8.5" page)
  • NOTE: Contributors may purchase the book at a reduced rate upon publication.
  • Poems can be left, right, or center justified only.  
Old Mountain Press  will publish a collection of poetry by a number of poets.  Our goal is to gather enough quality poems and flash fiction for an estimated 50 to 90 page book with the theme to go with the cover (to your right):  Anything about The theme is anything about Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year, or Valentine's Day or winter/fall in general. Would like to have as many poets involved as possible.  Requirements are below. Authors receive publishing credit and retain all rights to their work but agree to the inclusion of their poem in this collection of poetry.
  • Author must have rights to the poem (previously published OK). 
  • Poem may not exceed 36 lines flash fiction may not exceed 320 words (this includes title, spaces, and author's name). 
  • Poetry lines that  exceed 55 letters and spaces will wrap and count as two lines.
  • Initially, only one poem/flash fiction per writer, so give it your best shot:-)
  • Sample title and first line below

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Author's Name

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Sample of the work:

Endearing Holidays

     Patsy Kennedy Lain


Worthy reasons for enhancing holidays unfold

as one offers funds previously lavished on gifts

not needed, spent in turn to furnish food,

shelter for less fortunate.

Kindly break loose, bypass today’s

pricey products, pledge to provide

joyful comfort to innocent children, others

with meager means, minimal daily needs.

Do more than stacking, stuffing

unwanted goods on a shelf, in a drawer,

or packing, piling presents in a closet

until thrown away, give to a social group this year.

Inspire yourself, forgo accepting, dispensing

items that sooner or later end up tossed, trashed

as storage needs arise, urge donors

to support a chosen charity.

Share a meal with hunger,

entice, engage an outsider to roost, rest

feed mercy, grace goodwill toward homeless,

devote time to lone souls, spread solace.

PATSY KENNEDY LAIN continues to live in Hubert, NC, writing and painting. She has works published in Old Mountain Press Anthologies, several magazines and other anthologies. Patsy finds inspiration for both writing and painting in day to day activities. She often visits hometowns from which her and family lived that bring back lots of memories and tales to tell.


Celia Miles


LOTS OF US have been taken. The rest of us wait—with hope. Anticipation has been wafting through our mountain neighborhood for days.

     Here they come. Immobile, sturdy, we listen for the sounds we were born to hear. Who will be chosen this time?

Me! I’m chosen!

     I must have swooned with excitement. As I’m picked up, I see the bereft, the unchosen. But there’s still time for them. I try to wave but am bundled tightly.

     I am the only one moving out. Suddenly I’m lonely. After all, we’ve grown up together. I drift in the onslaught of traffic noise. Then calloused hands, gentle voices. "Careful. Don’t drop…"

     I’m carried into a dimly lit entry where a sacred silence cushions the muffed sounds below. Down stairs we go.

A chorus of young voices greets us. Up one step and I stand tall. Dozens of children cluster near as I am unbound. Little hands touch me, tots with fingers in their mouths or noses stare. Smiles and squeals abound.

     A large armchair occupies the center of the stage. Across the way I recognize a neighbor standing proudly. I am not alone. Large boxes are opened. Choices are made, and after more than an hour we are dressed for the occasion. We shine with baubles, bows, balls, figurines, miniature animals, soldiers, toys, tinsel. A boy climbs a ladder and a large star completes my ensemble. I am beautiful. But not finished.

     A heavy string is wrapped around me to more murmurs of "Careful."

     Blink! I glow. A vivid rainbow of colors without the rain. Surely that’s not snow falling! I see my neighbor is similarly adorned. Mirror images, we twinkle with delight.

     To "oohs" and "ahhs," children and grownups alike, circle to admire us from every angle. We are pronounced perfect. I sigh, happy.

     This is what I was planted for.

CELIA HOOPER MILES, a Jackson County native, lives, edits, writes in Asheville, NC. Old grist mills and Neolithic sites are her passion; her fiction reflects both. Her nine novels and two short story collections are available in independent regional bookstores, online and on Kindle; two, Mattie’s Girl and Sarranda are on Audible Books. Sarranda’s Legacy, completing the Sarranda trilogy set in Jackson County, came out in 2018.

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