Sonnet January Poems | Sonnet Poems About January
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At midnight, he'll propose a toast
and raise to them a fluted glass
as they gaze, muted, at their host.
Though his own eye may bring a tear,
he knows theirs will stay dry, en masse,
as they ring in the coming year.
That he alone bears witness to
this cheerless savoir-fair, is clear.
In lonely minds, such peers debut
but camaraderie, at most,
is retrospect to spirits. Here,
where every guest is but a ghost,
at midnight, he'll propose a toast
that he alone bears witness to...
Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015
Hello, January, what a zinger
of a storm you brought with you this year, Friend!
Why can’t you just let December linger?
You know I hate vacation time to end!
I know you think you’re such a special guy,
with people counting down the seconds till
you have arrived and shooting up the sky
with fireworks, but from there, it’s all downhill!!
All those people making resolutions!
You’ve wiped the slate? All things will be like new?
To me, it seems you offer mere illusions,
and yet I keep believing in you too!
I’m begging you, don’t let this year go wrong,
and please get ALL the months to play along!!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
January's cousin Fall left in a fit
For January brought her friend, Wind howling long
Denuded the trees of all their gowns knit
Now her great Aunt Spring feels no way strong
Great Aunt Spring has gone underground safely
Hidden from January's cold icy tricks
Underground or faraway supersafely
Waiting for Spring's return with corner tricks
Spring has a way to drive cold January
Far away up to Canada's great north
Where January cold winter wind that's airy
Really belongs, yeah Spring come forth
Birds and animals with heavy coats sing
With January but rejoice when enters spring
(Had started this one for a contest)
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
My hopes are like the snowflakes that do fall,
Onto the ground, so real, at times my woe,
With disabilities that on others call,
To assist me over ice and rough paths:
Sometimes I cannot get around the snow,
And my New Year’s resolutions me baths;
They’re just the same as snow, that I am sure,
Because you’re challenged each day to have them;
Neatly in your mind to recall, procure,
Anytime you want, with ardour or flip,
And you can whenever you like so hem,
Your dreams and ambitions and if you tip
Others, indifference will occur tall,
Because it’s yourself that you truly owe.
Form: Cornish sonnet
Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2015