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The Best July Poems

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- Thoughts Under An Umbrella -




Weep not your grief, when July says goodbye

Of the massive dark rain clouds, we seek shelter

Sing the melody without the words, a rainbow shines

It remains to see the glorious wonders of nature

A choir of harmony, August whispers words of cheer











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A Prayer to Clouds for all My Friends

A Prayer for all my friends in America and all over the World
This Prayer Poem is for all my friends of America and for all those anywhere in the world who are waiting for Rains.

I have made this Prayer Poem on My Photo Poem and this can be seen
in My Photo page on World Art Foundation

This Prayer Poem actually supports my Folk Song ‘Folk Song of India -Farmer, Clouds, Rains and Trees’ placed on You Tube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukRQxnYGQwQ&feature=plcp
It may be a co incident but ever since I composed and placed the above Song on You Tube the drought like conditions improved in many parts of India drastically.

A Prayer to Clouds for all My Friends

O Clouds full of Rains
Please go to my friend's place
Where ever you see the land is dry
And all the fields and trees
Are waiting for your showers
To get wet and to kiss
Your ever refreshing Rains.

You bless them
With your nectar like Rains
So their fields too
May yield grains
And their forests may be blessed
With your love drops
To again enfold you
In their sweet and loving embrace.

O Clouds full of Rains
Please go to my friend's place
And give them
The blessings of
Your Beautiful immortal Rains.

Ravindra

Kanpur India 15th Aug. 2012

NOTE: Draught like conditions (not very acute almost 50% less Rains this year) prevailed in India in July, but after July last it improved in August and even some parts experienced excessive Rains till 27th August. I had composed a Song around 20th July for the Indian farmers as a Folk Song and have placed it in Poetry Soup on 24th July 2012 and on my Music Channel “RavindraKK1” on You Tube as a Folk Song of India. The Song explains the reasons of fewer Rains in the simple language of a farmer telling the story of Farmer, Clouds, Trees and Rains as a Folk Song of India.
Ravindra
27th Aug. 2012

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FREEDOM S CALL

FREEDOM’S CALL

For every woman, man, and child have the 
Right to
Equality and
Equity in this
Democracy stated.
Our lives, as liberated, co-depends on these truths.
Mighty we are as a country.
Strong in protecting our home front.
Crisis we have overcome.
Allegiance to our native people we must continue to know.
Love for the United States of America has been shown.
Longevity forever endured.

****Have a safe and enriched 4th of July!****
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Written June 29, 2015!

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Haiku 61

	
	
	Haiku 61
	
	the neighbors arrive
	big rig diesel whumping
	our tiny trailer

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Tree

follow on facebook,
adore on pinterest,
fall in love on instagram,
kiss on a hunch,
all under a tree.

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Christmas In July

The sun shines so bright in a cerulean sky,
As Christmas spirit comes in great surprise;
People now in all walks of life,
Happily enjoy the moment once in a lifetime.

Go shopping here, go shopping there,
They all buy things needed to cheer;
Everyone joins the spectacular parade,
With big floats and motorcades.

It is still July but Christmas is magic,
It comes on time when we least expect it;
Day and night, people are  rejoicing,
Helping one another in all undertakings.

 Still skeptical on what is really happening,
But colorful lanterns and ornaments  are now seen,
Christmas lights even sparks in shimmering splendor,
Hang in houses, on  window sills and doors.

In open houses have some special gifts,
For anyone who would wish to drop by for a pick;
Some are simple wrapped items,
And some are sweets or delicacies on plates.

Everyone keeps busy but doesn’t go frantic,
Christmas in July is a real fantastic;
A special event which now lingers in the memory,
Because it is our Town’s First City Anniversary!




Note: Our town turned to a city.
Date: Aug. 8. 2012


7th Place Winner
Contest: My Favorite Poem Contest
Contest Judged: 9/7/12         12:00:00 AM
Poet Sponsor: Joyce Johnson



Note: This was my entry in the contest with a theme, Christmas In July Magic. I’m dedicating this poem to my town Candon City, although the anniversary is not really in July. I just kept the  theme of the contest. Moreover, my dearest mother and favorite aunt who are both celebrating their b-days on this month had inspired me to write. The real Town City Hood and Foundation anniversary: The anniversary of Candon City Hood is every March 28. Candon became a city in March 28, 2001 thru Republic Act 9018. Candon City hood was authored by then Congresswoman Grace Singson during the 11th congress. Foundation Day is March 25. -more info were from Mr. Jun Balbin.

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Mornings in July

Mornings In July


Mornings in July are oblivious.
They know nothing about the newspaper headlines
Or the relentless crashing of ocean waves
Under a pissed off crescent moon.
They see nothing. They hear nothing. They feel nothing.
Mornings in July are incognizant about everything.
Except for the ever silent bruising rise of the sun.
But they haven’t heard the orgasmic screams of a billion lovers
Seeking mindless sanity on a darkling pillow.
And they haven’t seen the struggling caterpillar
Spin its bloody violent cocoon.
They could care or less if you breathe or sweat.
They ceased to be concerned
When the big wrecking ball of Earthly existence
Came crashing into the big neon Psyche
Six thousand years ago.
Mornings in July know nothing, absolutely nothing.
Except for the ever silent bruising rise of the sun.

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Home is Where the Ocean Is

Summer is here once again.
The breeze is warm,
I smell salt on the wind.
The same sandy beach between my toes,
The same waters I learned to swim.
Sun burn on my nose,
To the Ocean I dive in.
I submerse myself in the waters of the Atlantic
Warmer than the West Coast Thankfully
Cold, I simply cannot handle it!
Further out I paddle faithfully,
For my mother ocean to keep me sane,
this is my therapy,
to soothe this migraine.
This place gives me energy,
a weakness with a name.
Pleasure Island, NC.
A place hidden with fortunes
and undiscovered fame.
Never could I stray from the ocean
my passions would never be fulfilled
and I would never be the same.


Dedicated to my Dad on Father's Day 2013
The man who introduced me to the ocean and educated me about it and gave me reason to love appreciate and respect it.

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Island Breeze

I hear and see:
Hot pavement, 
Green house,
Boardwalk,
The sound of children's talk
The sun,
watching all the fun
Palm trees
Shifting in the breeze
Blue sky
Green leaves
Bougainvillea trees,
Red and vibrant
That's how you can tell you're on an island

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Firecrackers

Finally,

I've
Reviewed
Every
City
Regulation
And
Covered
Kids'
Ears.

Ready
Set...

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Blue Moon

This is the year of the sheep and the end of July
The moon is big, beautiful, and high in the sky

This summer breeze tonight is hot and blowing
Our moon above, a guiding light and it's glowing

Harvest time can make our moon seem aurous
The fires in the forest make that color dangerous

We had a visit twice this month so who had a clue
This moon high over us is feeling lonely and blue

Edward J Ebbs - August 1, 2015 
Blue Moon - July 31, 2015

Best July Poems | Poetry

The Best July Poems

Jitterbug July

- JULY -

July Sky

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July

I Feel

- Thoughts Under An Umbrella -

This Fourth Of July

Rain Dance - Free Falling

On Night's Broken Stage

American Summer--Part 3

Copper and orange

PATRIOTIC PEOPLE

The Heritage Forgotten

As Time Goes on

A Prayer to Clouds for all My Friends

FREEDOM S CALL

Haiku 61

Tree

Christmas In July

Mornings in July

Home is Where the Ocean Is

Island Breeze

Firecrackers

Blue Moon