Baby August Poems

I got tensed the other day
Asked myself will there be heat in the may, 
Some stupid question over the bay, 
Tonight I learned that I may not...

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The broken piggy bank
strewn into a bajillion little pieces

Unexpected largesse
yours truly patiently waits,
a metaphor of my dire financial straits
courtesy papa's unsuspecting muse
the missus, this wordsmith...

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August finds me on the sun deck
Ugly sweat running down my neck
Great time to jump into the pool
Using the blue water is so cool
Swimming I...

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in the flares of twilight
This gloomy night of patience will burn someday
We are the niche of hope, says the ashes of dawn
For every painful thorn...

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Pink, gold and purple
at the verge of baby blue
Soft, twilight birdsong
Flickering fascination
in the glow of green fireflies

Weary day gives way
to cool night's diamonds and pearls
and...

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January…new year, new me.
Met you and now I’m happy. 
We watched the ball drop and kissed at midnight.


My February Valentine
hearts and flowers because you’re mine
as...

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Future time traveler looks back one century ago

The following poem tweaked 
courtesy original author who crafted
literary endeavor some couple years ago.

Now circa August 20th, 2122,...

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Summer is ending 
hot days filled with outside fun, 
our sleeping in late. 
August ends our days off ~ done, 
back to school we must...

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Hiroshima – seventy seven years since August 6th, 1945

Given the nuclear weaponry arsenal today
August 6th, 2022, our collective ability
to lay waste major metropolitan areas
would make...

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I wish I knew just how to make time stand still, Loving you makes me think of psychiatric powers
Of always getting caught in the moments...

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Hot Pot hold discards punctuality
Daddy's dinner waits for her arrival
Wave eruptions push sensuality
Faithful fund chef clings to their survival

Amazed, restrained, Romeo of Ocean 
Baby drips...

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Hiroshima – seventy six years since August 6th, 1945

Once again, I take momentary pause
to contemplate horrific event
regarding unleashing atomic warfare
activating nuclear brinkmanship,
hence time to trot...

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In the same domain as I released several days ago
A magpie with foot caught in wooden mouse trap
Aves my baby is a Saviour, her soul...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Shocked tree says “ Can I drink one more?”
This bar has only you and me
That “Lost Generation” says
In the news, about flowers are so beautiful
Need...

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