Best Calendars Poems

We are apples growing on our parent's tree, planted by our grandparents from the apples of our great-grandparents ~ author

October skies still reflect in your...

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and I'm cold so cold  icebergs loom through dark  lethal as fins of sharks  fins or frost flowers or firework flares ...

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Dawn's soft silence kept under gauzy veil
Lifted by harmony of harp and flute
Colors dance along roses, bright and pale
Rainbows springing where fertile sky takes root
Elfin...

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Ten-year Randi Clay
Just moved into town -
The town of Fear Street,
Where horror pulls you down.

Enormous, gigantic calendars
She sees, hung on her street
On October 10th is...

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Irregardless of effort 
or desire,
we can't stop time.

Weeks fall into months,
seasons stream past 
like runaway trains,
stamping birthdays on calendars,
etching wrinkles on skin,
planting age spots everywhere.

The...

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These seasons which sing in silent symphonies,
   like the hush of a new age,
   like portals to pretence,
   actualized...

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This desk with its scattered papers,
blotted ink and unsealed envelopes…
passages penned and tossed
in the confusion that lives and breathes in my mind…my heart

Distance frames the...

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Some parts of life are permanent,
alas, some aspects not:
The morning temperature feels chill;
by midday it grows hot.
The money spent on cell phones'
long-term value which I...

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Tick tock, tick tock, the sound of the clock
A constant reminder that time never stops
There must be something that can be done
To slow down the...

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The day the world died!


Have you ever wondered why tribes and peoples from ancient times, until now have a day to remember and honor the...

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In a blue morning sky

I watched her going

As she turned to say goodbye

Her strawberry auburn hair still blowing

In this heart deep inside

Inside her smile....

Where her...

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In shoes with their laces untied, a picture frame with image faded,
in a hotel room whose guest is dust, a drawer, empty, but for rusted...

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December
December, known as
last month of our year,
brings happiness to 
celebration, cheer.
Soon January will 
begin, appear 
with new beginnings
wipe the old year clear.

A time to tally...

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To smile again
After so much pain.
Long lost yearning
Fire still warmly burning
I'd rather a smile more than a kind word
Emotions speak volumes that cannot be heard.

Life...

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I heard them in the news today counting
Down the hours
That ignore in sterile rooms
The fresh outpouring of flowers 
On the eyes, like songs
From trees laddling
Into...

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