Poems About: JANUARY

In this page, poems on / about “january” are listed.

  • 25.
    Jenny I will never forget you

    When it comes to having friends
    There's quite a few about
    But JENNY you're the very best
    Of that I have no doubt read more »

    Mary Wismer
  • 26.
    January Drear

    January is here again
    darkness, rain, wet and cold
    work to be done
    but the rush goes on read more »

    Victoria Hughes
  • 27.
    Where Angels Always Go

    My life has changed it's sad to say
    It all began one January day
    As the angels came,
    To take you away read more »

    The Dreamer
  • 28.
    January Sky

    Explorewritten 10: 23 p.m. from the morning memory....
    January 7,2013

    6 a.m read more »

    Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
  • 29.
    January Wolf

    Crystals hang from burdened boughs
    Gems stain the lakes and rivers
    Morning fog engulf their fur
    Seeping deep despair into their shivers read more »

    Raven Syke
  • 30.
    Nothing Ever Fills

    The sheets made of needle
    That he used to dab off
    A faucet of an ocean
    And scarred the marred read more »

    Norman Santos
  • 31.
    Happy New Year

    The first of January rolls around
    Like clockwork it appears
    I find it’s timing most profound
    As it brings us each new year read more »

    Stanley Cooper
  • 32.
    The Day

    5th of January, thats the day
    Thats the day he passed away
    Thats the day we said goodbye
    Thats the day she stood by his side read more »

    nicola burkett
  • 33.
    BALLAD OF JANUARY

    January
    Is
    A new month
    A new start for me read more »

    Aldo Kraas
  • 34.
    January Rain

    I don't love January rain-
    at least, not like I used to.

    Maybe it's being in a different house read more »

    Toni Atchison
  • 35.
    January rains, as i remember

    January rains fall in all the green ricefields
    The carabaos graze the little brown children run and play
    The rainbow comes like the Gumamelas in multicolors
    In her little garden in her little house read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 36.
    -I LOVED YOU IN NOVEMBER -

    I loved you without knowing you,
    I loved you because I saw you in us,
    No pride or ego, in which there is no I or you,
    I laughed in your mouth, read more »

    Emu Getachew
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