Top 100 Poems About: JANUARY

In this page, poems on / about “january” are listed.
  • 1.
    One Third Of The Calendar

    In January everything freezes.
    We have two children. Both are she'ses.
    This is our January rule:
    One girl in bed, and one in school. read more »

    Ogden Nash
  • 2.

    Ms. Nivedita
    8 January 2010. read more »

  • 3.
    Fish Crier

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    Carl Sandburg
  • 4.
    January Jumps About

    January jumps about
    in the frying pan
    trying to heat
    his frozen feet read more »

    George Barker
  • 5.
    A Year's Carols

    HAIL, January, that bearest here
    On snowbright breasts the babe-faced year
    That weeps and trembles to be born. read more »

    Algernon Charles Swinburne
  • 6.
    Acrostic Poetry: Months of the Year!


    Jamming, freezing, cold month
    After fine December days read more »

    Shahzia Batool
  • 7.

    The garnet is a complicated and lesser known gemstone. There is a Family of Garnets (seven major classifications) and they are all very hard glassy silicates. They contain a variety of metals and have a wide colour range from black to colourless. Some rare forms of Garnet are more valuable than diamonds.

    Garnet - crystal structure rhombic
    Deep red - orange - yellow - purple read more »

    John Knight
  • 8.
    Walk Me Out Of Winter~

    Walk me out of this Winter Vortex, beloved
    Please erase, all of this January white
    Melt the ice that dangles endlessly
    Remove it all from my very sight... read more »

    Theodora (Theo) Onken
  • 9.
    Cold Moons of Winter

    (The moons of December, January
    and February were once known by our
    forebears respectively as Long Night or
    Cold Moon, Wolf or Storm Moon, and Snow Moon) read more »

    Pete Crowther
  • 10.
    #194-II By The Light Of The Moon

    Standing on the shore
    Night's silver light bades me come
    The water is fine read more »

    A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes
  • 11.
    October in New Zealand

    O JUNE has her diamonds, her diamonds of sheen,
    Meet for a queen’s neck, if Death had e’er a queen!
    June has her blue days, jewels of delight, read more »

    Jessie Mackay
  • 12.
    Dem Bones!

    My Husband's Grandmother,
    who had reached the grand old age of 98 years,
    died one 23rd of December,
    and as her funeral couldn't be organised read more »

    Ernestine Northover
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