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Spring

Nature's wake from sleep Life flirts with beauty a time for flowers to flaunt


Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016

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On New Year's Eve

As the old year grows cold and grey, I stand on an ocean of time, holding my dreams like bright balloons. Based on visual #1 Written 12/31/14 by Andrea Dietrich For the 3 by 8 Image Contest of nette onclaud


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015

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Each Year Goes Round - For New Year theme

"Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us." -  Hal Borland

Each year goes round, and so I must surmise
that even though four seasons make a year,
we cannot really say when one year dies
or when the brand new year has had its dawn!
At any spot upon this earthly sphere,
we, all of us, are going on and on.

There is no start, so there can be no end.
We try to gather wisdom from the old
to learn from it and then resolve to mend
our future ways, then pass it to our youth.
But wisdom must be valued more than gold
if love and peace on earth would be our truth.

Each year goes round, and so I must surmise
there is no start, so there can be no end!

(A Cornish Sonnet)


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016

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Long Goodbyes

Voices choral, chimes of clay ring out
oh so merrily to a wintry sky
And earthen sounds once silent, still, now shout
in harmony and majesty, they cry. 

A brightness sheers the air as metal sounds,
long cylinders of brass clink in the breeze
like childish laughter each fresh note abounds
a thankful note the past year to appease.

In churches, mosques and temples they sing
as clappers sound the tone around their rims
forged of metal, or blown in glass, they ring
resounding as the hours of this year dim.
  
Rejoice, rejoice a New Year has begun
Goodbye they toll and sing here comes the sun.


Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2012

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The Non-Resolver

I’ve been watching my weight since 14, but with all of the diets I’ve seen, they’ve become a big no-no. This here dieting yo-yo has stopped trying to be super lean! Other problems I’ll change as I go. I don’t need a New Year to say so! Said a wise sailor man: I yam what I yam! Why improve on a good thing - ya know? So the cause of the most bellyaching at this time of the year I’m forsaking. When you know yourself well. . . why then go through such hell! Resolutions I’ll never be making. For the the New Year's Resolution Poetry Contest of Regina Riddle


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012

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New Years Resolution

Love more, when it is hardest to love.
Show compassion, always.
Be kind when deserved or not.
Be patient, when you are at the end of your rope.
Smile, when you are saddest.
Pray when you are at your lowest.
Thank God when you are at your highest.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
12.18.2014



Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014

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Raindrop Butterflies

The snow slowly morphs into rain, a thousand cold cocoons that release raindrop butterflies into the frosty air. They glisten in the morning light, clinging to soft leather like tiny diamonds as he drapes his jacket across my shoulders.

The jacket smells like him: fresh soap and spicy aftershave--and that spearmint gum he always keeps on hand. It's way too big on me, but he zips it up anyway, pulling the hood over my head to shield me from the rain.


dripping icicles bleed beads of liquid light-- fingers intertwine
He's soaked, but he doesn't seem to care as water slides down his rosy cheeks, dripping from his frozen nose. He brings my hand to his lips and whispers, "Happy New Year." Even his lips are cold, but I lend him my warmth. As we stand there together in the soft tranquility of winter rain, I realize I'm happy. I want to stay here forever, in this life-sized snow globe of frigid weather and smooth, warm leather. For Giorgio's "Leather Jacket" contest


Copyright © Heather Ober | Year Posted 2013

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NEW YEAR

NEW YEAR

snow is melted
the ruin that is winter
overwhelms my eye
beneath the sun trees stand
like crowds of ragged beggars

the once beautiful
is denied all memory
of where it has gone
the icy house top drippings
ping the head    stark reminder

those cold months ahead
but i’ll wait out the next snow
the white blanket fall
marvel the icy branches
wish happy new year to all


Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2011

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RESOLUTIONS

Here is my very drastic solution So I don’t have to make a New Year’s resolution This year I’ve decided to become a nun… My ‘habit’ will shield my head from the sun I will resolve to join a silent order Mother Superior will act as our warder I’ll give up chocolate and drinking and smoking Hey poetry souper’s you know that I’m joking! For many years I have not celebrated New Year So whilst others party and whoop and they cheer I’ll wear my nightie and go early to bed There I’ll write poems until sleep fills my head Good luck if you give up drinking or start a diet On New Year’s resolutions I resolve to stay quiet! Happy New Year to everyone at poetry soup Enjoy your holiday and in 2016 we’ll regroup Contest: Resolutions Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton 12~22~15


Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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The Hourglass of Time

As I contemplate life
Through thick lenses glasses of the whiskey bottle
Is there life?
What is life, what is the lie, or even the truth?
Or is there only the journey to darkness
If so, why not buy a first class ticket
To the black hole of the universe
There in death, I can sit
In peace
Dreaming of the rebirth of atoms and molecules

Then, I ponder some more
I remember years ago
Holding a soda pop bottle
I just couldn’t discard
Somehow I was happy
He was my invisible friend
We sure had adventures
Nighttime I was safe
He would guard the window
Be would both gaze at the stars
I would talk and he sure knew how to listen
These memories bring me smiles even now

Is the universe that strange?
Are we all related so, objects, minds and souls?
All I know, is maybe I better stick around
Have a soda
Savoring my youthful days
When all my friends came around to play
Yelling Ricky, come on out, it’s a beautiful day!
Baseball was always fun back then
I always had my soda pop bottle in my bag
Surrounded by friends and so so content

As I contemplate life
I am somewhat amazed
That the ghost from the Christmas past
Is no illusions after all
Chains be dammed, I am set free
I awake with a new vigor
To a new year

Notes: First I recommend to read Orange Crush The adventures of Soda Pop by Richard Lamoureux, all of them are a series. So, I added my dark side, and a wee bit of Charles Dickens at the end, as he like Richard used to write stores in series like this. I thought it unique to combine these 3 ideas in one!

I took the character of Ricky, aged him, and had him look back in time!


Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015

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- I Have Lost My P -

                    
                     I`m not ha_ _y  today
                     No I`m quite sad and u_set

                     Sitting here with my cold sou_ and an old s_oon
                     I have s_ent too much money,and feel  _oor
                     I have not _earls or diamonds,that`s not why I`m sad and u_set
                     As I sit here with my su_ _ er and my cold sou_
                     thinking about what I do without my  _?
             
                     Dreams returns to ha_ _y days, when I  _layed  _iano
                     and had  _eace in my mind
                     What shall I do without my  _ ?
                     _  is  im_ortant in my life
                     I`ve lost my  _ 
                     I can no longer wish to you:
                     Ha_ _y  birthday
                     Have a ha_ _y  weekend
                     Ha_ _ y  for you.
                     Ha_ _ y  to see you
                     Ha _ _y   new year ..........


            I do not want _iano,_earl or diamonds.... I want my  _  back.




      05.01.2012
      A-L Andresen :)
      Copyright © All Rights Reserved


Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2012

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Ekphrasis 12 Line Max

New Year’s Eve

I need to feel the trade winds blow
To know they have my heart in tow,

Here in the twilight of this hour
I feel the grandeur of God’s power.

The Sun, a ball of golden fire
Rises with my heart’s desire

That this New Year will offer love
As Sol begins to rise above.

How wonderful, the winter sky—
With mist filled clouds that float on by.

Sweet birds of beauty on the wing,
Portends the gifts New Year will bring.

© Connie Marcum Wong

My Muse is the New Year
Contest: Ekphrasis 12 Line Max
Sponsored by Rick Parise


Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2014

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New Year's Eve Ballad

New Year's Eve Ballad

It’s true one year just ended
And that another one began
In places crowds did gather
They drank and offered cheer
There was singing and ‘twas dancing
Celebrating the New Year.

As a child I do remember
This special time of year
When bedtime was extended
And the neighbors were all there
Together at the strike of twelve
Celebrating the New Year.

And as I grew much older
As did the other friends I know
We continued all to gather
As this special time did near
We talked of all the years past
Celebrating the New Year.

So many friends are gone now
So many that I knew
But always I remember
The times that we did bear
I think of them now as I am
Celebrating the New Year.

Last year we met such challenges
Not all glory, not all fun
But stood each with the other
As we chased away the fear
We faced just ‘one day at a time’ and now are
Celebrating the New Year.

Cheers I say to others
As I pop the cork and drink
Thinking now all days are special
Though life sometimes does seem unfair
Still I drink to health and happiness
Celebrating the New Year.



Copyright © Sue k Green | Year Posted 2014

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OLD YEAR NEW YEAR




Dragging his feet with exhaustion, 
On the unending path of time,
The wise old year, the gates of 
Oblivion approaches,
His face glowing
His heart pounding for joy
His soul in rapture
Because
In a few moments, able will he be,
The heavy load of humanity’s predicaments 
Upon 
The eager shoulders, of the ignorant New Year,
To, finally, lay!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
   29 DECEMBER 2014


HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone! 


Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2014

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MY NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION

My new year's resolution is I’m going to get thinner So I purchased a 'Weightwatchers’ meal as a TV dinner When I looked at the ingredients I discovered it’s a racket There is more nutritional value if had I eaten the blinking packet! 25th December 2014


Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014

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A February Mid-Life Musing

Another year has come - chillingly - and more chillingly for me than in decades heretofore. I watch it ranting from my window as I recall. . . . The year already past had tugged me from those tame and toasty days when I lay face up to sun dreaming that my summer would never end. It brought me to this winter when it withered up and died, but half a century and more of memories had fallen for me by now. Like pretty crystal flakes they fell, drifting through my mind - places, events and people. Oh, those people I looked up to in my youth - fallen as the snow! How many pretty snow flakes have melted now away? Only my memories of them remain. . . memories now piled up like snowdrifts in my brain. Yes, the newborn year has arrived. Just one month old and already, it has lost its crawl. This infant’s aging process parallels, on the larger scale, that fleeting span of time known as life - a time that all the living undergo. The new year carries on (as must we all) to soon complete its cycle. Let it bluster. Let it wail. Let it rattle at my door, for soon enough, all signs of it will cease.
For Chris D. Aechtner's "Free Verse for Winter" Contest And now for P.D's Latest Contest By Andrea Dietrich I am entering this one for three reasons" 1)It's getting so late and it was the first one that sprang out at me in my alphabetized poetry list 2) It is about the way I felt after the New year and it's about that same time again! 3) It's a free verse ,which I don't normally do, which I felt good about and even Chris liked it in his contest!


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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Brand New Portmanteau

January is the incunabula of the year
I embrace hugely like my huggable teddy bear
With my new life’s portmanteau inexorably handed over
On that last starry night of a very cold and joyful December

A new portmanteau of life’s flavors and condiments
Portions of joys, pains and many life’s challenges
Mysteriously packed all for me in hope to gird up
To follow whatever roads with valor, love, faith and delight.

I’m eagerly looking forward to what are all in store
Perking up with wonder on a brand new portmanteau as I go aboard
Wanting to share with you whatever great surprises that I may hold
In loving wishes that New Year for you unfolds with moments of gold





Jan. 26, 2015   1.15pm






May I share with you a New Year's poem I wrote last night/early morning. Once again, my warm greetings of belated happy New Year 2015! 


Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2015

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NEW YEAR FOOTLES

New Year Drinks Beer Gets drunk Heads clunk Drink over Hangover Feels sick Loo Quick! Is ill Needs Pill To bed Sore head Morning Dawning Feels sad Looks bad Want drink… Rethink! 1st January 2015


Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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My New Years Resolution

My New Years resolution is not to make any more New Years resolutions!
I've made 'em in the past but they died on the craggy shoals of the Aleutians!
I'd swear to ease up on the vittles but I caught those scales lyin' to me.
I tried to curb my cussin' by usin' terms like gosh, darn and golly gee!

I resolved to be more courteous to other drivers and not flex my middle digit,
And be more patient with my kids when they wanted to squirm and fidget!
I vowed to take my dentist's advice and floss my choppers each and every day.
I flossed religiously but lost my religion leavin' my teeth prone to decay!

I promised myself that I'd exercise regularly in order to keep fit and trim,
But preferred lollin' in my LazyBoy with a beer sans goin' to the gym!
'Tis obvious when it comes to keepin' resolutions I ain't got much fortitude,
So I reckon I'll take my chances and not lock-in on any inane platitude!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved


Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2015

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This Year

There is no way that anyone can know how each new year will be: how our jobs or our relationships might go. What great new things might we live to see? Might we have to endure some tragedy? I can only hope the good will far outweigh the bad and that our every tear might be cried for joy instead of something sad. May peace abide with those whom we hold dear as all of us press onward through this year! For the "This Year in English Quintain" - Poetry Contest of Francine Roberts


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015

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Happy New Year

     At midnight, surrounded by those who are dear,
     Countdown is over; champagne has been chilled 
     The bells are now ringing...a Happy New Year!
     Bottles are popping, the glasses are filled
     We’re singing together with hugs and a tear.  

     ------------------------------------------------------
     Contest: A Quintain Christmas
     Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich


Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014

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New Dreams

The ending of an old week
the beginning of a new month
and the memories of an old hour.

The dawning of a new day
the setting of an old sun
and the rising of a new star.

A perfect year has begun
your dreams lay not afar.

Start it with a smile
and make this coming year
a year worthwhile!


Hey people...soooo sorry I wasn't here to read all of your lovely poems in a long while,
I've been really busy with school....I wish you all a happy new year and I hope it brings
lots more wonderful poetry as well....I missed you all!....:).......love always, Maryam


Copyright © Maryam Jameela Haniff | Year Posted 2010

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Pass Over the Nian

Gung Hay Fat Choy, black and white it seems Oh, it is nothing but Happy New year in Chinese Call it Lantern festival, pleasant spring festival Celebrations of 15 days, each one ritualized. Celebrate, the freedom from that beast Nian Who swallowed humans in a single bite, Scare him away with crackers and red color On this day of GuNian, “ Pass over the Nian” Offer prayers, to the ancestors and all Gods Feed the Dogs well as it is dogs’ birthday Visit friends and relatives to pay respects Prepare drinks from vegetables, eat noodles Fish for long life and success in life. Hang colorful lanterns, eat glutinous rice balls Enjoy with family welcoming the New Year.
+++ January 18, 2015 Form: Free Verse


Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2015

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Farewell 2015

Farewell 2015 a year that may not have been such a contrast from 2014 most challenging - I have seen No matter who your higher power in pain many blessings will shower even in concrete a rose can flower nobody can predict our final hour Twelve months not so ordinary predictions of master visionary inspiration can be revolutionary influential harmony - legendary Blossoms bloomed beautifully bare reminiscent memories filled the air a forgotten friend, returned to care healed and soothed - a love so rare June saw my introduction to the soup with amazing poems by talented troupe finally a place my words could recoup posting poems within a community group Goodbye to a magical, wonderful 2015 enchanting seasons, warm and green hoping the new year is just as serene preparing for raptures unforeseen - in 2016 31 December 2015 Carol Eastman giving thanks for 2015 contest


Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

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A New Moon


A chalky moon rises, from still air, drawn on smooth, blue-black paper sky. A New Year's eve like this, seems too calm to be real, to feel nothing but peace; snow covers tree branches like fleece, yet I am warmed by a fire inside, wrapped tight in the starry glow of tomorrow's promise. As this year's memories glide across my heart, all the love flows through me like oxygen, beginning with the purest breath of youthful innocence, me and you, under a diamond-cut crescent moon. Many picturesque nights have come and gone since then - the me and you now we - a family. Somewhere a clock chimes twelve times, when your first kiss of the new year wakes me from my nostalgic dreams, my joy returns to the moment, a new year, new memories, a love more real, more true, than the chalky moon.


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2014