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2020 Poems - Poems about 2020

Reply to 2020 from 2025
So, in so many ways past and present mesh, it's reminiscence of everything I have been through. I thought, I thought I had bid adieu. And then a poem from 2020. A soft laughter fill with tears, a glance A view from 2025 hello !! goodbye, hello ! again. I feel like I've met my long lost friend (...

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Categories: 2020, appreciation, change, endurance, farewell,
Form: Free verse
MAY 8TH,2020
A date etched deep, a memory stark and cold, Your voice, a tremor, "She's gone, it's told." My heart, a drumbeat, frantic in the night, I raced to you, lost in the fading light. The storm descended, agents filled the air, A brutal force, a justice beyond compare. "Stop, please!" I cried, my pleas ignored, You fell beneath them, your spirit sorely...

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Categories: 2020, absence, death, emotions, life,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member The Gift A repost from 2020
This is a repost of a poem I wrote on here in 2020 I dedicate this poem to...

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Categories: 2020, angel,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Joy of summer reading and online summer school Tampa Florida July 4th 2020
Busy month my family very sunny here in Lakeland during covid July 1st 2020 filled with plans for the 4th of July and celebrating my husband and I wedding anniversary my granddaughter loved baking for us I adored raising my granddaughter summer reading programs in Florida keeping her on track although her allergies asthma...

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Categories: 2020, allah,
Form: Lento
Saint Patrick's Day 2020
I order a Guinness and a shot of Pappy Van Winkle. My green paper Leprechaun hat is crushed and lopsided on my head. That shot of bourbon cost me more then I used to earn for a day's work. “I'm worth it” I say to the middle-aged female server with my devastatingly crinkled wink - she shrugs, she’s seen daytime drunks before. “My dog just...

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Categories: 2020, poetry,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member The Days of COVID and Roses 2020
There once existed, upon this lovely earth. A people, happy~ not possessed with dearth. Depravity, destruction of cities, murder by injection, Became a way of our lives! Then~ an evil being and his unkind, infected mind! With full knowledge, arrogant, atheistic, poisoned mankind. He nuked their souls first, till they were all mentally blind. First, of the vicious media, he made his...

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Categories: 2020, angst, anti bullying, confidence,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Covid 2020 Dateline Victim of Identity Fraud
The year of covid landing in my household after a stroke severe underlying conditions asthma afirbulation cardiovascular attacks quaritined home schooling throughout the entire summer online reading programs high school graduation were basically drive bys in tampa bay all over florida safety first military graduations wearing my masks hospital system on lock down patients waving...

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Categories: 2020, allah, care,
Form: Ghazal
Premium Member Dayshine - 2020
Light switched on our world bringing both energy and vision, igniting rich colors with great variation. It flowed from the sun, that star that rose each day to give with ever onward generosity. I loved the dayshine. I loved the brightness and the warmth in the long summer days. I loved the way it made the world shine so freshly in the snow-bequeathed days...

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Categories: 2020, joy, light,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Light - 2020
Light upon the skin is a joy. Light upon the flower is a work of art. Light through the rain brings the arching colors of a rainbow. Light brings energy, more in a single drop than we can easily fathom. Light brings the plants to life, its warmth and energy giving the essential ingredient for all that we hold sacred. Perhaps it is our...

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Categories: 2020, art, emotions, joy, light,
Form: Free verse
A Fellow Poet Wrote Her Obit In 2020
She said that the stars were listening. She said that her gift was a curse but that was four years ago. She said that she hoped we would understand. She added that she was proud that her daughter had a child but daughter had stopped speaking with her/ She never mentioned a date or possible cause of death. This summer, four years later she told...

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Categories: 2020, absence, addiction, friendship, loss,
Form: Free verse
eyesight insight 2020
"eyesight insight 20/20" (the USA shall ever be damned) H G well I'd best get over it IT was well it was over well ming IT was metro polis 196 for score & some what common cold killed the covid Invasion...

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Categories: 2020, bible,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A soupster since 2020
in the timeless past, one day my heart stirred wishing to know truth of the universe head melded with heart, with silence concurred birthing a verse without need to rehearse pulse of God is single, words are dual so the symbols weaved were for me alone yet since divine magnetism was the fuel music of the spheres, mind needed to hone be...

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Categories: 2020, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
March 2020
March 2020 A serene morning. I rouse to no ding. Am I daydreaming? I languorously lock my eyes on a clock. It is getting on for 10 o'clock. A muffled bang on the door. I am not alone at home? My wispy feet stomp on the floor, Eyes engrossed in the spyhole. A girl in a white top. Grotesque features I evoke. Her bright red lips mutter...

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Categories: 2020, graduation, grief, growing up,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Empty Cafes, 2020
No use to fret, its only temporary measures As keepers of the gloom proclaimed in press Suspend the longing for the simple pleasures Amidst the circumstances of distress Awnings are lowered, tables are removed Everything’s minimized, except the road works Progress develops in a spiral, and it’s proved Shall we embark soon in a fabulous epoch? We have to benefit from the...

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Categories: 2020, change, city, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The World of Cannot 2020
Alas, my sweet child you shan't! Get used to an insane, world of can't! Our brilliant brains are fully scrubbed, As sniling and kids in a foaming bath. Rub-y-dee, rub-y dee-dub. We've been brain-spanked to not ask any questions. We don't dare question numbers! Oh, no …..shush no! Just be sure to have a brain that totally slumbers? The longer that we shiver and with Our...

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Categories: 2020, america, bereavement, change, death,
Form: Dramatic Verse

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