Best Celebratory Poems

The lavender clouds, lowered, like a fluffy blanket
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Oh, how wonderfully innocent
and juvenile, 'twas for me.
You, scooting surreptitiously.
closer and closer to me.
Like a soft, gentle caterpillar,
slithering and smiling.
Making its way home in the
still...

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Bright lit room
White glossy tone with flowery curtains
Upon window's darkened vision

Your radiance emanated in celebratory gesture
As my eyes fell in...

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“Throw Kindness around like confetti” (motto attributed to Kate Spade)

Throw kindness around like confetti.
Find chances wherever you go.
There's no act of kindness that’s petty
when light...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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Cardboard boxes, full of surprises;
celebratory treasures rest,
beneath the evergreen branches; 
stacks of color.

Bellies smiling, hiding 
delectable, culinary delights. 
My child-heart swells with joy, 
while palates...

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*Image of Julius Caesar by QDT.

The Ides of March

Spun spells pummel our Earth ... as a Sun scanned absence swallow,
vacuumed blues taxes light once deemed...

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** Nigh Another Birthday **

I’ve passed so many birthdays,
That a few dozen of those special days 
    Fall away in a gray...

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Flammer Me Gimbels #42
(a Vogon Pirate poem)

Flammer me gimbels, me trimbels and dromies,
Whenceforth I caminal scrabbit thy foamies.
Jeerbo or Jabox, ex labbit. Ex findle
Will not...

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A magical feeling unknown anywhere else lingered at the faerie waterfall
This was the gentle resting place of all worn-out muses and elves, after all
A mystical...

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Deep purple tulips - virtually black,
I spied,
amidst the otherwise boring
pastels,
for the merlot-colored beauties
drew me near,
       to drink them into...

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Each day before dawn gazing up at the stars I truly hope to see
if somewhere in the Universe a morning gift was left for me
to...

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"The World wouldn't be the same without me, 
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you ever heard of a Lao party?
might be one going on right now…
we Lao folks love that celebratin’
sifting through sunrise and slipping
through sunset we sing...

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Reeling from the news,
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