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Details | Tanka |


LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |


Journal IX

Nostalgia figures no
time span
An event of many,
many years seems no
      than a few
Looking out on the
world with the same
Memory is tricked
Ah yes that, but
wishfulness too

Events      colors
take on a magical
The mind-body
frolics with actions
of a child,
Hop scotching,
kicking the can
Long lost sounds
ghostly renew

All pain is
In favor of some
drowsy awareness
One is surprised
that memory has, for
      moment, erased
that pain
Periods of nostalgia

The slipping away is
frightening –
What is death but
A complete slipping
away –
In these last few I
shall covet reality


Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2014

Details | Couplet |

Happy Birthday Carol and Antoinette

April seven is joined together in two special ways
My wife and Carol Brown were each born that day

In so many ways, they remind me of each other
For each one has the heart and soul of a mother

Like a great big clown riding a little bitty bike
Antoinette and Carol are the type we naturally like

Two separate women who hold pieces of my heart
Although, each one holds a completely different part

Antoinette was able to see what no one had seen
Inside of this nightmare lived a very beautiful dream

Carol’s beautiful heart was able to help me to see
Poetry Soup was exactly the place I needed to be

Two very different women with two similar souls
Played significant roles in my reaching my goals

One helped me piece together my shattered heart
The other helped me keep it from falling back apart

I think I’m truly about as lucky as any man can be
There are so many different people care about me

Carol is just one of many I love here on the soup
I’m lucky to have landed in such a beautiful group

Carol, never doubt the truth in these words I say
This is the highest complement I could ever pay

To be written alongside a poem with my wife
Means “I Love & Respect” every drop of your life

You’re the very first to have landed in this spot
Old friend I reckon that means I love you a lot

April seventh I’ll proudly find my knee’s and pray 
You’ll have a wonderfully blessed special birthday

i wanted to write Carol a Happy Birthday poem
but I wanted to give it special meaning. Anyone
who knows how much I love, admire, and adore 
my wife; knows that for me to place someone in
a poem alongside her, is the highest complement
I could ever make. Carol thank you for the love,
friendship, support and prayers you have given me 
over the years. I'm very honored to be your friend.

Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |

I hope

I'm 51 today.
51 tomorrow, yay
Was 51 yesterday.
52 is months away,
And yes I'm thankful.
Although it's not my real birthday,
It kinda is in a certain way.
I'm still alive another day.
I had the notion to celebrate.
And be thankful.
Though it's not a holiday. 
Thanksgiving has come and gone away,
I'm just alive today.
For that I'm thankful.
Honestly, I am not just trying to make these lines rhyme,
Or reflect upon the deep sublime.
I'm just grateful today to be alive.
I mean really thankful.
I'm not trying to wow you with philosophy,
Or impress you with theology.
It matters not at all to me.
I just feel thankful.
So tonight I take a walk outside,
I look up into the endless sky and then I breathe.
I breathe in deep,
And I say thank you.
And maybe not just to Who you think, 
Man let's throw in the kitchen sink,
And include all who've touched my life, to whom I'm thankful.
Some of you I'm glad you're gone,
Even tho you still live on
Frankly you stayed a bit too long
But some you the grave stole far too soon,
And yet I'm still thankful.
Today the living and the dead
You've both been right up inside my head, 
And synergized this verbal thread.
For that I'm thankful.
I close my eyes and think of Tim, named David right there toward the end. 
I always smile when I think of him,
And now I listen
I heard a siren going by,
I wonder who and wonder why,
Was it a wreck, did someone die?
Yet still I listen.
Neighbors dogs are going wild.
Was that the laughter of a child.
Seems like I can hear for miles.
Still I listen.
I hear the hi-way roar of cars.
Tho I have never heard the stars
Is there really life on Mars?
Shhh brain please shut up and listen!
The soft night whispers in my ears.
Pressing through my random fears,
I stand amazed at what I hear.
And now I wonder.
I open up my eyes and see as I feel this winter breeze
The silhouette of leafless trees.
I stand in wonder
Then I wonder about the first man to ever be,
Or the first time he looked up to see
The Milky Way the galaxies.
Did he wonder?
I wonder what he did
How he loved how he lived.
If he ever lost a friend?
Man oh man I wonder.
Was he the first to dig a grave?
How it sounded if he prayed?
How he fought?
How he played?
If that man could see us all today,
What would he say I wonder?
In ways was he a lot like me?
Did he sometimes fear what he could not see?
Did he create unseen walls 
Of unbelief?
I stand and wonder.
Did he ever hurt the ones he loved?
Did life convince him not to trust?
I wonder.
My great grandfather lived
My DNA is shared with him.
I wonder how we are the same,
And I don't even know his name.
Still I wonder.
Will my great grand kids know my name?
Will it even matter who's to say?
Will they look up in wonder?
Will they listen?
Will they be thankful?
Not much I can leave to them
That would matter too much in the end.
I suppose the primal hope in man
Is the hope I hope lives on in them
I hope they wonder. About the universe.
I hope they listen. To life's unspoken verse.
I hope they're thankful. Even in midst of deepest hurts. 
I hope they're thankful.
I hope they listen.
I hope they wonder.
And no matter what life hands them,
I hope they hope.

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2014

Details | Personification |

On My Eighty Fifth Birthday

On My Eighty Fifth Birthday

Another Birthday…I’m still alive
Never thought that I’d survive
To the ripe old age of Eighty Five!
But here I am…feisty still
Even though I’m over the hill!
Don’t count me out...Don’t ring that bell
I’m still here and raising hell!

Had a few blimps along the way
But I’m not leaving, I’m here to stay
Still have plans…I’m not done yet
I may do things I may regret
But I’ll have fun doing it
You can bet!

It matters not how old  you are
You can dream your dream
Or follow your star
Your flesh may fail you
Your steps may be slow
More and more wrinkles start to show
But there is one thing I surely know

A  man isn’t judged by how he looked
Or the size of his fortune or pocketbook
The greatest legacy he leaves behind
Isn’t intelligence or a fertile mind
But the love he gave to his family and friends
A heart full of love always transcends
Fame and fortune in the end 

So Happy Birthday again to me
How many more…..?
We’ll just have to see
In the meantime friends
You’ll be hearing from me!

Copyright©2013 Beatrice Boyle	
(All rights reserved)

Copyright © Beatrice Boyle | Year Posted 2013

Details | Haiku |

Every Birthday

every birthday
is as splendid as the soul
of its celebrant

Copyright © Cathy Ncube | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |

4:20, Four- Twenty, The Earth Day Birthday

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |

Tomorrow Never Comes

In three days I'll be seventy, 
that's three score years and ten. 
I'll have had the promised lifetime
that the good book gives me then. 

I'll prepare to meet my maker
as I live on borrowed time
and on each day that is added
I'll make fun a friend of mine

 I've had all the usual struggles 
as I've lived a life that's full
and in pain and loss and sadness
I have shared life's bitter pill. 

But in hope and joy and loving
I have learned to bear some pain
and to rise from deep depression 
to enjoy life's fruits again. 

With a cup that feels half empty
you should see the half that's full
and with fun replace it's contents
till it starts to overfill. 

So I'll enjoy each moment
that is added to life's span
and play the hand that's dealt me
with all the fun I can.

Seventy years has taught me
to live life for every day
and to never count tomorrows
for they may not come your way! 

Ivor G Davies 

Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |

Another Year, Another Birthday

Another Year…Another Birthday!

I have a secret admirer
He goes wherever I go
I try to  hide from him
But he’s a persistent beau
I’ve tried to outwit him
Have done so for years
Bur he always shows up
As my birthday nears

When I was a young girl
He intrigued me so
But now that I’m older
He has to go!
He’s relentless, obstinate
And to my chagrin
I know for a fact
That one day he’ll win!

I try to ignore  him
Pretend he’s not there
But it’s my 84th Birthday
Oh…it just isn’t fair!
But I’ll not give in
I’m still in my prime
My unwelcome guest
Is Old Father Time

I eat my veggies
I cream my face
And I exercise
At a ferocious pace
I’m one step ahead
But he’s closing in
 If I make it to 100
Then we both shall win!

Copyright©2012 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)

Copyright © Beatrice Boyle | Year Posted 2012

Details | Blank verse |

Happy Birthday

                                              Through this maze of living
                                               you are a voice affirming
                                       reason and calling me back to center.
                                                 In our heart’s  journeys
                                      you have helped me lay dreams to rest,
                                             brought me back from the edge,
                                              or laughed ourselves to tears
                                                       at life and its quirks.
                                        Through our children’s growing pains,
                                                         and exquisite joy,
                                                you stand with steadfast love.
                                                       When I think of this
                                         extraordinary journey we’re blessed with
                            I cannot imagine doing it without your integrity and laughter....
                                                             my abiding friend.
                                                          I am forever grateful
                                       that you share your friendship with me.
                                                      It could take lifetimes to say
                                                                    thank you
                                              for the grace and spiritual elegance you offer.                                        
                                                       You are this canary diamond
                                       shedding warmth and light through so many facets.....	
                                                       precious and utterly unique.
                                                The happy in your birthday is definitely
                                                        for all who know and love you,
                                                                        so celebrate!
                                                                 I know for certain, I do.

Copyright © Anna Lee Stedman | Year Posted 2012

Details | Sonnet |


I feel the seasons stir me, like verses in a song
As west winds breathe a sigh across the glade
Time stares me in the face, with allotted moments gone
I see the days slip silently away 

For age, like time, is reckless, and taunts me with its breeze
Does it come to cheer with springtime grass and bees
Or cover earth with rain and fallen leaves
Will I drown in tears, till winter scorns the trees?

I walk away from yesterday, the same familiar way
The views are now more beautiful and clear
I  find my journey gladsome, I'm not wary or afraid
The setting sun holds brighter hues this year

Lament, should I, a birthday on the rise
Or instead, be glad, and wait to be surprised?

English Sonnet, for Debbie and Cyndi's Contest

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

On My Birthday

Transfixed upon a lucite sunray
the iron blood of longshoremen
washed beneath the whisperings of the bay
a pupil canvas pierced through
by the scalpel of elephantine deceit
vision yellowed in the flowering of a lost identity
the young man swallows deeply and mourns
the gist of his first twenty-nine years.

Copyright © Aron Jacob | Year Posted 2011

Details | Ottava rima |

Birthday Introspective

When I look back at all the things
..That I have seen and done, 
When I take stock, evaluate
..What I have lost and won, 
When I recall my wanderings
..Through time and place and thought - 
I feel I can with sureness state
..I've lived the life I ought.

Of course, there's many chances lost; 
..Bad choices, one or two.
I've squandered opportunities; 
..Mistakes - perhaps a few.
But happiness at half the cost - 
..Why should I want for more? 
Sereneness in simplicities
..Brings balance to my core.

Copyright © Moira Cameron | Year Posted 2016

Details | I do not know? |


Permanent are the stains so short in their making
Lasting from one's eclipse to the others' next,
Yet, this union,
Coming at the most perfect of times
As well as from such different places,
Lives on, lasting always.
The sharing, varied and multidimensional
Opened doors, while forging, what was, until then
Uncharted brings of newness
Experiencing very much, inside and out
Balance needed was created,
This and so much more...
Now, that time has passed
And, while things have changed,
As they always do,
Vision is clearer, far, vast,
As far as the eye can see
As wide, hard, and deep as the heart can feel,
After the storm,
Tumultuous and crystal, still.

Copyright © danny grantham jr | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |


I sit in front
hourly of all the
blank and empty 
power while the
steamy streets
drip ice.
I have to look
for things to do
with optics, audio,
word, and eyes 
past the white curtain.
Aging way beyond
uselfulness, the jokes
I play on myself
keep me alive
instead of money.

Copyright © Don Schaeffer | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |

Happy Birthday!

On the Walk of Life
We pass each path but once
And leave behind a lasting trail
To each one who passes, to tell a tale.

The seeds you’ve sown 
On your Walk each day
In a hundred little hearts 
To point to them the Way
Will bloom spreading fragrances of love and care
Thanking the good Lord for keeping you for them, there. 

As a friend, I’ve you known
Inspiring, caring, challenging
To the world you have shown
How godliness builds a home
Love builds courage; loyalty sustains hope, nourishing care 
And we thank God a little of that each of us, your friends, share. 

Happy Birthday my friend, and may you be blessed with many, many more!

Copyright © Dennisa Davidson | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |

On my ex-nothing birthday my next-nothing dumped me

On my ex-nothing birthday 
my next-nothing dumped me

Oh vicious coincidences!

I know not which I am more tired of
exes or nothings
(or ice holes?)
or coincidences
or things

just all together



Copyright © Weeping Willow | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Happy Birthday Dear God

Happy Birthday Dear God
We know you work hard
Blow out your candlelight stars
You can do all great things
In this wonderful universe,
of ours

Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2008

Details | Light Poetry |

Happy Birthday

Whatever your age. 
You turn the page. 
Another year gone by. 
Do not sigh. 
Every year is a lesson. 
On how to get to heaven. 
The older you are. 
The greater your star. 
With posterity. Comes verity. 
Gone the humbugs. Gone the grudges. 
A new year begun. 
You feel so young. 
The body may not be as good. 
The soul stays as it should. 
Young and vibrant. 
Like an infant, just begun 



Copyright © Norman Purvis | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse |

On Frank O'Hara's Birthday

I was prepared to become you for so long and yet I've simply become me.
Your words pound in my head, hollow drums beating low words streaming on about people I
wish I could have made love to.
Here in my universe, the one containing only fragments of the Frank O'Hara I was meant to
I meet new people, but few artists and wonder still how to make you proud.
I'm secretly lost, confused, wanting to find the path I started out on so confidently, but
crawling helplessly on the floor.
If living this life means staying myself, I'll accept it and move on, powered by your
words and those of Joe Brainard,
of James Schuyler and again of [especially] you. 
Alaska cannot make Frank O'Haras; life is too scattered, each person blowing in the wind
towards an unknown destination.
There is only change and nothing seems to settle.  There is far too much money.
I would have fantasized about you [more] if you were around today, but I will meet up with
you again when we've both returned as lesbians or cats or both.
To fall in love with a person who died thirteen years before I was born seems dimwitted,
but my destiny is to discover my soulmate and know it is you.
Become me instead, as I am not becoming you well.  Sink into me through your words, which
I spend countless hours devouring,
Meld to me through osmosis, your loves of art and of men finding their way into my heart.
Fragments are powerful when those fragments are of you.

Copyright © Brian Fuchs | Year Posted 2008

Details | Free verse |


at the stroke of midnight
another year blows past
like dust in the wind
like fire burns to ash
reflecting on it all
what is now yesterday
the lessons that I've learned
memories that were made
would I change any one moment
if I had the chance?
let me think for a second


Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |

Bring Another Day

Another birthday, another year gone by
As I come ever closer to my ultimate end
I've been trodden under foot and held up high
Made many an enemy, experienced true friends
I've made mistakes, oh mistakes I've made
But lessons learned, helped create this man
I've cried hard and worked harder, laughed and played
Each chapter of life, I better understand
Helped to gain wisdom and clearer of mind
The struggles built strength, so I could hold my own
The journey of life leads each of us to a different find
Battle weary and no longer willing to throw stones
They say youth is wasted on the young, it still stands true
Age brings weary, have the will but not much might
The children have energy but ignorant what to do
Our wisdom is earned, we've walked into light
So another day turns to weeks, in a blur another decade
But I have to say I'm glad for everyday of my life
I have new memories though some old ones fade
I enjoyed every tear, every laugh, all the smiles and the strife
I've created a legacy through my children for sure
I've created art through words I have wrote
I've brought laughter but still want to bring cure
To all the lost souls, help them with the burden they tote
As an elder its my duty to teach and pass lessons
No matter how hard headed the youth can be
Teach them to enjoy all of the earths real blessings
Like passion, heart and true dignity

Copyright © CC Browning | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |

Looking Back

When looking back over the many years
With three quarters of a century’s worth
Many years filled with joy, some filled with tears
Always filled with hope, and a tinge of mirth.

I have seen the advent of many things
TV and cell phones from a satellite
We walked on the moon, and saw Saturn’s rings
Peered deep in our cells with a special light.

Went to war, found peace, and then war again
The internet robbed us of our privacy
As people all over the world chimed in
Not just with humor, but with lunacy!

But in all these years one thing is the same
We looked for love in our own special way
From our family, pets, friends, or seeking fame
Or writing poems when we’d something to say.

I cannot believe that I’ve lived so long
I’ve seen the world change, for better or worse
I heard each moment as notes in a song
Lived life as a book, both chapter and verse.

Copyright © Betty Janko | Year Posted 2017