Best Twelfth Poems

When cheerful daisies fail to bloom in Spring
and the buds dry on the vine;
when the robin no longer attempts to sing
and the rivers turn into brine;

when the fireflies of Summer do not glow
and the rain can’t reach the earth;
when the seven seas cease their ebb...

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On the thirteenth month on day thirty-three 
Four and twenty blackbirds sang in a tree 
In the darkest hour of mid-afternoon 
The calf of that cow jumped over the moon
 
Little Miss Muffet and her wee little spider 
Sipped apple strudel and ate apple cider...

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My, to be the last go round
last breath of a journey's dream 
to find in one each filling need
to picture them in every scene

Is it really possible to love so deep
so as to last while unreceived 
no gentle touch or proving glance
left wanting for the...

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Glints of stardust drip of winter's essence
 as frills of Sagittarian ornaments
ring in the birth of a cycle
flickering with the tempo
of mid-December’s equinox: she is
the twelfth month; the last goddess of angels,
kindling seraphic night passages
and fireplaces robed in leaves
of serenity and thawing roses...
phrase by phrase,...

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On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love (hubby) sent to me
12 baskets of laundry
Eleven dishwashing liquids
Ten laundry soaps
Nine vacuum cleaners
Ten frying pans
Nine oven toasters
Eight soft  brooms
Seven kitchen aprons
Six sheers for mowing
Five hair netsssssssssss
Four dustpans
Three floor scrubs
Two rubber gloves
And a pretty nanny for my...

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The twelfth of never,                                         ...

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O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
How bright and cheery there you be
Your twinkling lights so numerous
Your chocolate baubles humorous 

I stand and stare, you’re standing there,
With golden tinsel everywhere
Your shining star, how bright you are
You travelled from so very far

These neighbourhoods which have no woods
We...

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The 12th.
Time 

the 12th.
Haiku


The 12th.
Day

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Night

The 12th.
Trial

the 12th.
Twelve


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If music be the food of love, play on

Claim the streets of London be filled, and its revelry be still,
Purged the households, and bay at their homes window sills,
Let tender labyrinths yield their cleared halls be an open song,
Spilled venturous notes befall upon unscripted pages,...

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Excuse me, but I really don’t have time
I can’t stay I hope you don’t mind
Silly me, I’m always losing track
With your help I might get back
By a quarter to the twelfth of never

Pardon, could you point me in the right direction
Seems I’m at a crossroads,...

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I once secured a mortgage loan, never noticing the date on the statement.*                                ...

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Thursday March 12th, 2020 
The day before Spring break at school.
Three of us take forty-two sixty graders all over a college campus.
They are thrilled to be out of school.
We are all looking forward to tomorrow- Friday the 13th
Because it is the last day of school...

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Some say the twelfth of never is an awfully long time
Like infinity multiplied many times over by infinity
How long it takes to find just the appropriate rhyme
When my oldest son will establish a solid identity.

A young lad, like me, longed for Christmas in May
Wondered if...

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silence knows volumes
singular and everywhere
growing like ivy...

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Your music plays till the twelfth of never, 
I carry grief with your heart forever. 

I will love you as I do as time flies, 
Soft songs of spring until forever dies. 

This muffled place of your death done sever 
A beat branch to your...

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