Best Anniversaries Poems

This is not a time for us
Facing these weeks of hospital walls
My knight now jousts an invisible foe
Shorn of hair, yet still he wears
Tubes of pain as proud as armor
With blood too pale, future too frail
No anniversary in candlelight
This year is measured in pills and...

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Celebrating fifty years 
since her wedding day;
knowing someday Mistress Death 
will steal her love away.

Crying, trying to forget
making vows in church;
loving hubby was untrue
and left her in the lurch.

For Charlotte’s Love and Loss contest...

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My grandparents have sixty plus years of union under wraps. Five kids, a miscarriage, seven grands, ten greats, two soon to be great-greats, cancer, funerals, weddings, divorces, baptisms, winter and spring just a few moments they've seen. Words can't put it into comprehension because in...

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Years of triumph bliss
blest months midst functional weeks
optimized days wrought…

Grand events highlight faith-accomplishments
never deny sweet and painful moments
blended with loving zest
mixed well through gracious test
bringing out victorious fulfillments.

God be praised* and thanked for glorious life-building anniversaries.

*Psalm 145:3 Great is the LORD, and greatly to be...

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Red letter days
give birth to each other
like pregnant goldfish.

Once again
the red circled hides its face
on the far side of the fridge.

Dates clog the cyclic notches
on my prayer wheel of anniversaries.

I hear an untimely cuckoo
in every paper window.

I need buttoned down numbers
that don't skid off
the expressway...

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OCTOBER

One is for Columbus, Two my Lady
This tropical place rattles memory --
Third cannot be memory of Autumn
The tropics dance to another rhythm

Yet where I am now, I choose happiness
New phones compress space; I see my Princess
The mind has its ways; we may love the heart
It...

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Circled days
hide their faces
on the far side of the fridge.

Dates and reminders
clog the cyclic notches
on my prayer wheel.

Calendar dreams
wake up far too late.
Ducks fly across a fridge magnet.

I hear the distant quacking
of a missed anniversary
disappearing
over a dimming horizon....

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It is time for the circled days
to hide their faces
on the far side of the fridge.

Dates and red letter reminders
clog the cyclic notches
on my prayer wheel.

The calendar dreams 
always waking up too late

I recall how fish in a bowl
forget every seven seconds.

It helps, but date...

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For crying out loud, the flowers are gorgeous,
Fresh, happy, young, alive, and vivacious.
Regrettably, we, humans, cut their lives short,
From time to time, from events to events.

For God’s sake, let the flowers live like the monuments,
Let them enjoy a long life, like the statues in the...

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Looking up in the sky
Nothing beats the beauty
The beauty that is up there
Looking at the stars
The moon and the sun
Nature on it's best
beauty that even words failed to explain
I've seen it before, even today
I've seen many pretty things on earth
nothing beats the beauty of those...

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