Poems About: JANUARY

Watching until dawn
matches embers' umber gleam,
some sentinels yawn. read more »

January sings again for me
and for a year dead gone
on the wheels
of a northern curse. read more »

Sound of joy and merry
O.. Morning has come
They shout Merry January
O.. Something will truly come read more »

HAPPY 2011

H-ave
A read more »

When in January it’s June,
in March it will be August, hot
and clammy while I swoon
within your arms, if I am not read more »

January the Eagle
Waits up top a hill
It gazes down onto the snowy ground
Without making any sound, read more »

Three Years: I am to always be here with you.

Even the days I was not (you were not)
Sufficed by the many hes or shes, lips for kissing
Or maybe, just once, settled for sweetness read more »

The cold winds of January from the north east does blow
And the weather is cold quite cold enough for to snow
And the hungry birds silent on the naked hedgerow
In the flat and rushy fields where the Blackwater flow. read more »

Fare you well, you Sydney girls, time for us to go!
The Peter's at the fore truck, and five thousand bales below, read more »

Chill January’s snow falls thick and fast
Propelled by blinding blizzard’s biting blast,
So soft white blankets bind the earth for days,
Though spring means drifts shall not lie long nor last. read more »

Communism, dead,
but still unburied, awaits
its elegy red read more »

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