Best Birthday. Poems

With all the time on my hands, I gave my hands one job.
My Hands   -The Artist-

My hands paint everything in my life
they paint my weakness, my strength 
they paint the fire in my eyes
they hold me when I'm cold when I need them the most,

Like an architect, my hands colored my childhood,
In one...

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How Poetry Began, such plots you tell!
A Tale Of Fire And Ice you wrote so well
Poor Peter Pumpkin bid a sad adieu
Pink Cherry Blossoms was your first haiku
You Echo, Silent Still - love's dream come true.

Bright Eyes plays violin with sweet refrain
It Matters Not, a lovely swap quatrain
Rock Turtles - monoku criteria
The Wintered Soul Among...

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I recognized you in an old photo
taken long before I knew you
You were among the ancient ones
The ones on whom you depended
You were brother, son, nephew 
and cherished grandchild

I recognized you by your quiet demeanour 
gazing with those watchful gentle eyes
I have witnessed that look many times
I am sorry I have not asked you more...

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Lovely Roses

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I  BAKED THIS POETRY CAKE FOR YOU,
I FLEW COLORFUL BALLOONS,TOO
NOW THAT YOUR SPECIAL DAY IS HERE
ICINGS ARE MY BEST...

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*Note:  A 60-year annual tradition that involved a mysterious visitor leaving three 
roses at the grave of writer Edgar Allan Poe on the anniversary of his birthday 
ended in January 2010.  Curators of the Poe House and Museum are at a loss to 
explain who left these gifts and why they stopped. ...

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A friend who is kind, wise 
      thoughtful, and generous,
A poet who speaks to the heart 
      and soul of the masses
Through her experiences of 
      this life and many others.
Her strong will encourages and 
    ...

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Winnie, wild-eyed, went insane
and sang “Happy Birthday” in the rain, 
while she washed away her bloody pain.

Now all day long she sings that song,
she sings it loud, she sings it strong,
walled in where she does not belong.

For not unlike her maddened mind,
her bony body’s been confined
by stone walls, stark, en-wrapping ‘round,
damp, daunting, dark, with barbs...

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A sweet ray of sun on an autumn breeze
Nestled amongst arms in nature's way
Dreaming dreams and living scenes 
Right in front of our very eyes
Etching out lasting memories
And uncovering endless possibilities

Happy birthday Andrea!!
You are truly a gift to us....

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Sometimes thirty years
feels like a long time
When you’re an old soul
and the hours and minutes
have taken their toll

But there are songs to write
and words to weigh
messages to impart
and things to say

So another song percolates
Flows out onto the table
You sigh deeply 
and for a moment feel stable

If only life could be simple
Cause living in your head...

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Since you became an ingredient of soup,
you've become part of a talented group.
With metaphors that amaze and impress,
you've shown the dignity of an Ink Empress.

In a realm where verses of words delight,
you shine like enlightening gold moonlight.
A word weaver whose talent is clear to see,
selflessly supporting with sweet sincerity.

My heart hopes the sun graces your special...

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A  Birthday Poem For My Very Special Friend
(This is also composed  for my dear friend, PD)

Your birthday is indeed  a great time of gaiety,
It calls for a  celebration, a Grand Poetic Party
But, what I have just said is only  a secondary
Most importantly, your life is great and healthy.

I am writing...

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 and she said
Yesterday,I lived for thoughts and dreams
but today I live in my daughter's happiness
All my goals I left behind to watch her reach her own
All my friends I do not see,to stay with her at home
Money might get tight,but what is money
compared to pure joy of a child
What is money compared to her...

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Late to the party we arrived at seven
At least we showed up before eleven
Sweet Ginette, joined us both at the door
A bottle in my hand ready to pour

Off to the kitchen to see the Birthday Queen
All the happy faces a beautiful scene
Hugs for Chantale, another for Helene
I met a new person, energetic like a teen

Her...

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Halloween birthdays compare to no other
Preparations begin at the end of summer
Leaves change color, a chill is in the air
Outdoor decorations appear everywhere

Talk of ghosts, goblins and big black cats
Songs about monsters dancing ‘The Mash’
Porch Jack-O-Lanterns grin from ear-to-ear
October 31st every town any given year

Bobbing for apples at Halloween parties
Hayrides to haunted houses to hear...

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