Best Feb Poems


Premium Member Tanka Feb 8

chill breath
of dawn lights
upon my window-pane-
nighttimes promises
freeze into crystal


NOTE:Essentially a tanka in English is a 3 line hiku(SHOW)& a 2 line couplet (TELL) comment

Premium Member Monoku Monday - Feb 2021

"Book Worms"   Posted 1 Feb 2021

i'm reading a book about anti-gravity      I can't put it down

that bio of Led Zeppelin's guitarist      is a real Page turner

don't miss this: "Dummies For Dummies"    by Charlie McCarthy and Lamb Chop

i'll admit there is a time and place for books      in my hand and right now

in one college course we read books about candy      the class was Choc Lit

today I got hit on the head by a book      I have my shelf to blame

[humor attribution: all humor found online of unknown origin]


"But Weight, There's More"   Posted 8 Feb 2021

for some of us during COVID      overeating is a weigh of life

when i feel plump i tell myself      i'm not overweight, i'm undertall

those who sell books on dieting      are living off the fat of the land

darwin's theory of sumo wrestling      the survival of the fattest

during lockdown, i'm on the seafood diet      i see food, i eat it

i saw my doctor and asked him what kind of shape i'm in      he said "pear"

[humor attribution - all were found online, of unknown origin]


"Groucho Marx Edition"   Posted 15 Feb 2021

if i said you had a gorgeous body      would you hold it against me?

i would never belong to a club     that would have me as a member

be open minded      but not so open minded that your brains fall out

i never forget a face      but in your case, i'll make an exception

i have had a perfectly wonderful evening      but this wasn't it

those are my principles and if you don't like them, well,       I have others

All humor attributed to the inimitable Groucho Marx


"Occupational Hazards"   Posted 22 Feb 2021

my dentist's motto      be true to your teeth or they will be false to you

bakers trade recipes with each other      on a knead to know basis

I called a budget exterminator     he came with a flyswatter

the butcher backed into the meat grinder      and got behind in his work

a back- and neck-straightener in Egypt is called      a Cairo practer

don't call me a plumber      I am a "broker in new and used water"

[Humor attribution - all humor found online, attribution unknown]
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

Feb Funy Bone

29 days in February this year, 
an extra day to cheer,
but its pretty dumb,
if your born on the last one,
cause your birthday comes every 4 years.

M.Mahauariki © 2012


Premium Member A Feb Day

Reflecting light within the smoothness,
Surrounded all by foam,
The sea was making sandy wet
And salt was in the air.

A serpent form cloud was changing hue,
Now its' shape a seahorse large,
The visions too were fairly 'bout,
One circuit now complete.
© Wm Paul  Create an image from this poem.

Feb 14

chocolate hearts and candies in boxes
play their part in having me nauseous 
passion a project for the masses 
roses in package, romance the passage
red, white and pink, fed right in the link
bed time in sync, just what you think
that one day out of three sixty five
your partner should get recognized
consumption used to fortify
love thatll last the rest of our lives
trickier than lovers that are porcupines
a sort of lie, could put a hole in your heart
bigger than a quarters size
beyond the balloons, heart strings in the loom
the only thoughts i consume, 
is i need a sun with my moon

Premium Member Feb 27 1969

Minds slowly die with the
Draft from an open door,
And out they creep to see
If the current of air
Is stale.
© Wm Paul  Create an image from this poem.


Abraham Lincoln "happy Birthday Feb.12th"

Abraham Lincoln was the very one.

In the year of 1861.

While at war word had come.

"A soldier in blue slept through his watch.

And unless forgiven would soon be shot."

Nonsense! He said. I know this lad.

To kill this boy would most sad.

I'm sure he fought from dawn to dusk.

The sleep he took God knew he must.

Forgiveness granted! Go stop this act.

Their's been enough death .

His honor's intact.

Compassion and wisdom was Lincolns forte.

Kept our nation united and freed all the slaves.

              

by MAFLongfellow

Premium Member Feb-8-74

Again that day we all enjoy,
Looked at left it is a foy,
Short ago we saw it set,
Hand in hand the sea we met.

In time spent we shared a lot
Then in the world we did get caught,
The void did fill and firm we stood,
Look inside and it was good.

And now alone I write these words,
I wait long for each,
As you read you feel the words,
Now what I feel I teach.

The curtains grown,
We are alone.
© Wm Paul  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Dresden Germany Feb 13 1945

DRESDEN, GERMANY February 13, 1945
Pathfinders lit the night to show the way
for bombardiers too hungry for the word;
as Dresden's dark was made as light as day,
all hearts were stopped before the blasts were heard;

and as the din was heard by all their ears
the sound it made was not reality
but far removed from all the hopes and fears
and what they thought would never come to be.

They loved the Fuhrer -- sin enough for all
to die the fiery death of sweet revenge
brought on by those who had enough of gall
to drop their loads in wartimes heated binge!

       And when the fire consumed all that it could
        the winter of their lives was understood.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet.
© Vee Bdosa  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Valentine's Day Feb 14th 2016

Again has come Valentine's Day,
To all my loves I have to say
Thanks for all you add to life, 
From Daughters, Brothers, & Sisters & Wife.
To that add the Grandkids Three
And may all our Hearts be free.
© Wm Paul  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Death of King Hussein Feb 7 1999 - Amman, Jordan

DEATH OF KING HUSSEIN  
      February 7, 1999 Amman, Jordan
Uncertain wings, Hawk of the Qureish fly
out of the night to meet the coming day
of certain mourning, he is set to die
as is uncertain peace that was his way.

Amman is crying, streets are washed with tears
of followers and tribesmen of his own
who've prayed for miracles down through the years
but he is all the miracle they've known.

The powder keg is primed, and set to blow
what peace he's made now hostage to the past,
and still the Jordan makes it's dreary flow
through all his world and time that can not last.

divided tribes are joining, aiming for
a swift, decisive act of holy war.

© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
© Vee Bdosa  Create an image from this poem.

Feb 23 a Garden Date

Dug what seems to be good organic soil from low ground,
In South Florida, that’s not easily found .

Moved that dark gold to a higher spot,
By the pond in front of Mary’s lot.

Planted rows north to south.
A month late for planting but we’ll see.
The hot Florida sun may burn the sprouts,
But they’ll be neath the shade trees by three.

Planted snap peas, summer squash and butter beans,
Detroit dark reds, turnips and chard greens,

Big boy and early girl planters, and other tomato seeds.
They ought to well supply our tomato needs.

Cauliflower by seed, hope they come through,
Only four broccoli plants made it. That ‘ll do.

Sweet banana peppers and jalapenos for a friend,
Lettuce, radishes and carrots; carrots to no end..

Sowed cilantro and chives to add some spice.
Next time some garlic and parsley will be nice.

A month later and already the moles are working the ground,
Doesn’t bother them that we have ten cats around.

A lot of work, weeding and feeding but it’s all a joy,
For this older, northern, farm born .. Florida boy.

Tuff Gong-Ian Munywe Feb 06 1945-May 11 1981 Part 1

TUFF GONG-IAN MUNYWE
FEB 06 1945-MAY 11 1981
PART 1
Jammin jammin jammin,
jam on rightful king.
In the lounges of Zion,
with your childhood ally.
Peter Tosh together rocking steady.
Rock on as it were in Trench town.
Robert Nesta Marley,
the stone that the builder refused.
Reggae`s undisputed cornerstone,
you adviced judge not.
That we check out,
the real situation.
And that one love,
should emit positive vibration.
Africa unite,
smile Jamaica.
Who the cap will t,
time will tell.
We shall pay no mind,
to top ranking.
We shall be,
easy ‘skanking’.
So much trouble in the world,
but atleast the sun is shining.
© Ian Munywe  Create an image from this poem.

Tuff Gong-Ian Munywe Feb 06 1945-May 11 1981 Part 2

TUFF GONG-IAN MUNYWE
FEB 06 1945-MAY 11 1981
PART 2
So we bring ‘Kaya’ now,
is this love?
Get up stand up,
could you be loved.
Liberation in Zimbabwe,
we are yet to see this.
This bad card,
can easily yield war.
Because these ‘crazy baldheads’,
are still running amok.
So we best plot our exodus,
assured by the three little birds.
Iron lion zion,
one drop one drop.
The deputy ran for dear life,
when you shot the sheri.
Hence tonight we`ll be burning
and looting,
in search of a redemption song.
And so ‘Tu Gong’ ,
stir it up.
No woman no cry,
no longer waiting in vain.
It is indeed a natural mystic,
forever loving Jah.
© Ian Munywe  Create an image from this poem.

On 14th Feb

ON 14TH FEB

I don’t know what I am writing
I felt I had to write something
All I know is that I LOVE YOU
Even though my words cannot express it enough

On a day like this
I want to let you know I LOVE YOU
Not only today but always
I always will love you

Edson Mwebesa From Uganda

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