Best Long Weekend Poems

Harry Jayson was a banker never at fault
he ignored any personal assault.
He was free and easy-going
nary a care showing
until Friday night he got locked in...

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A Child's Thanksgiving Prayer 

Lord, I thank thee as I sit to eat,
For mashed potatoes that I helped to make.
And thanks, dear Lord, we're having...

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When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We...

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Dogs ears are sensitive
So a crack of thunder
Or fireworks hurts their
           ears
Their eyes look scared
They...

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The sun would not forget to shine
Unless I bid it so
And rain would only fall on days
When I’ve nowhere to go

Each Winter is a long...

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You'll never ever change

I see you looking at him, 
as he crosses the street,
He takes a chance with glances, 
and I see your eyes meet

You...

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we missing you already and you have not gone out of the door
it won't be the same just having three at home instead of four
not...

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soldiers gave their lives-
enormous price for freedom
Gray clouds in morning



*An unofficial beginning of summer with a long weekend of BBQ's, beer and having fun, but...

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Love is a like a long weekend

Sleeps in and phone  muted

No one else is important but themselves

Window shopping on a Saturday

Drinking wine during an...

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Her nickname "'sunshine" where she worked, 
She's always smiling, some confide.
She has a certain lilting perk 
Of hidden beauty deep inside. 

Her journey home was...

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Sometimes I don't switch on TV, the radio stays dumb
and finishing a newspaper can leave me feeling numb.
What is it with this world of ours,...

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Each single morning on my way to work
I fantasize what happens in New York
If I were to spend a long weekend there.
I'd ask you out...

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Villanelle: Wander not into a land where the indigene’s indolent

Wander not into a land where the indigene’s indolent
Likely as not the country will be run...

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What do Australians do well?
At the football we really yell,
All sports have cast their spell,
We are all quite laconic,
With work, it's really platonic,
We love a...

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Every spring, I remember the Exodus story.
How the twelve tribes became free from slavery, 
Escaping across the wind parted Red Sea, is a mystery. 
Easter...

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