2015 Poems - Poems about 2015

2015 and years thereafter The year of two thousand and fifteen, has not been a good year for world peace. Brotherhood of Man. I despair of our lack of empathy with children killed by Well-meaning Bombs dropped by nations Those who look for peace through violence. I recall from history books a king named Croesus, everything he touched turned into gold, and he died amidst...

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THIS IS THE REROUTE THE RUT FOR THE RAM NOT LIKE A DODGE WHERE YOU GOT ALL YOU CAN THIS IS THE REROUTE LIKE A YEAR FOR A SCORE A WANDER NOT REACHING FOR A HEART TO WANT MORE THIS IS THE REROUTE A MOVE FOR A MESS LIKE A MISS YET THE SCENE ON THE TURNPIKE'S LIKE A VIEW THAT'S A KISS THIS IS THE...

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Valentine’s Day 2015 An odd way to spend it, At Hospice watching Nana sleep, This room becoming our world On a rotating basis. Right now there’s me And Nana and IT The elephant in the room. The doctor said IT could come anytime. The nurse said everybody’s different, And IT can be different, too. The family structure never the same When our strong matriarch succumbs to IT Death,...

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Before I knew the day, the time He’d die, I came home to him, My little smile, knowing he’d Be there, he was always there Always aware I was his Defender, his reminder that Some of us were willing to believe In his war with intruders Intruders who were often invisible Yet, unmistakably real Like the thunder he accepted With trembling heart, fear concentrated It seemed almost...

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Life Life is like a light That you can switch When the world says why And the B- word hits Life is like a light That you leave on When your friends have left And good times are gone It’s like a light In a darkened time When the world say what Your life don’t rhyme It’s like a light That you can shine When the words say...

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Loving my refurbished fifteen inch mid 2015 Macbook Pro A lightning fast machine purchased three days ago now comfortably nestling with said technological wonder, where outside a cold wind howls measuring windchill factor of five below allowing, enabling and providing me an opportunity to create virtual reality issuing veritable deathblow to any brave soul daring to weather the onset of cold air masses associated with atmospheric winds nsync...

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I'm learning to trust My instincts I'm learning to stare And not blink © From A Poet's ?? 9/1/15...

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My best friend Is 64 And she doesn't Live next door My best friend Is twice my age But she isn't And old sage © From A Poet's Heart 9/1/15...

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and if I start with “once upon a time” will you find yourself getting suitably comfortable ready to hear a fairytale or a long piece of vomit? how will you be dressed? so fine, like before or “beggar casual” in torn stockings in the middle of a nightmare? the fake journey you’re undertaking lying back, thinking of warm baths bubbles, candles, wine so fine no time now...

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Valentine’s Day 2015 if i were the breeze i would rustle autumn leaves round your quickened feet and tumble milkweed angels up and down your street if i were the weather i would mist your mornings with countless rainbows and light the way where you and the world often meet if i were your lover i would exalt you like no other mix the bitter with sweet into a batter complete with...

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Surely, the demons I face While my eyes are wired shut Cannot grasp the taste But can only smell the blood. I know they’re laughing at me Some are pulling me forward Wanting me to come and see What lies behind closed doors. My hand pulsating profusely I place down a sweaty palm Jiggling the handle frantically Locked, so terrified I call. I know what’s behind remains...

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March 9th 2015 Written: by Tom Wright Before sunrise came was morning drizzle, Gloomy days cause serious thought taper. Often causing my temperament to sizzle, Soon worthy thoughts appear as vapor. I relish not days that too oft depress, For it plucks from me a blissful feeling. While worthwhile thoughts it may suppress, It, in no way, hampers me from kneeling. Finding Joy...

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Dear Shari Todd – written July 29, 2015 While rifling thru outdated writing, which virtual thumbing wrought non deadly chancre “FAKE” blister (long thee envy o' this wordy mister a reference to mine youngest sister prior tuff fall lout dynamic emotional frenzied analogous rapacious seditious tempestuous...

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49 Years 2015 Return again for fortunes sake to live without frills and pay our bills But thats just the nature of our times So here we are at this stage of our lives slowly approaching the golden span our extended families fading away when someday there will be just us two and our children will hold the banner to move the Sergi name...

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