Celebration Poems | Examples of Celebration Poetry

A JUNETEENTH HAIKU QUATRAIN Freedom seed sown, its's germination halted; it's reaping delayed:- The fruit of freedom, takes a long time to be reaped and may rot quickly:- Let's sow Juneteenth seeds to quickly reap and preserve throughout our lives:- Today, celebrate: fertilizing our spirits, reaping our glory:- ...

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THE PRESENT JUNETEENTH: A 2025 Juneteenth Flashback Beginning with the celebration Of our Juneteenth, We prepare a new perspective For the 4th of July:- Though this nation now stands stalled On the brink, she remains our nation That she is also our nation too, there Can be no lie! What a uniqueness her oppressed people Now share? Two juxtaposed emancipation celebrations Back-to-back: Going from these...

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Emancipation: Delayed But Not Dismayed (Apropos Of Juneteenth Celebration) [As Relevant Today As When First Posted, 2021] This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and celebrate We’re still here, marching on Our eyes stayed on the prize. Let us rejoice and celebrate Because we’re aware that we are not The children of Sisyphus:...

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Neena You want your cake? And you want to eat it too? Yes Sir That's absolutely true What's the point of Wanting a cake that I can eat Did you thoroughly think Those questions through I prefer to eat the whole cake by myself But I can slice and plate a piece for you I deserve to celebrate Want my...

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Wavy descent Fitted garment No one is chasing me Time is silent Radical war Internal conflict Limited hope Eternal distractions Fearing stagnation She is not even real Where do I go? When will I know? Stillness brings peace I am lost in the fog Darkness has taken me nowhere Am I bathing in the waters of life? Hungry for more Numb to the shadows who whisper my guilt Destroyed the world with one...

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Dead, Dead. Decay and rotten flesh, melting beneath the scorching sun. Worms, maggots, and flies- a parade in time with the vulture's drum. Teasing, tearing, ripping this way and that, dashing, splashing like an artist painting madness. Bumblebee, whisper to me: Am I dead...or just asleep in the scariest dream? No... I can't be dead. I refuse to be dethroned. Oh death, you have no...

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Many years have slipped beneath the tide of time, yet still I remember. I was just a youth, standing high above the world from Ocean Towers in Downtown Kingston, gazing out toward the pier, when my eyes caught sight of her. A woman, moving with eerie calm, made her way down Duke Street. There was something...

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lights bear bursts to the sky~ hues paint the night boom! \ \ * . l . / ...

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IT’S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT- seven is a the number certified encasing engaging combining channeling night is a after the dusk; and it's dusk before the dawn; right is a right, and wrong is a wrong soul is a feelings, thoughts reeling; in spite in the turmoil, it's gonna to be ok and in everything, everything it's gonna to be related to it's gonna to be,...

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"My man" you can’t have; My man he’s my love and; He frequently accepts me as I am; He I soul love, as my man; Fully connected with him; Engaged intentions, emotions; My man feelings, expectations: My man healthy future; Everything is just for me; I am his go to person I be: Just want to enjoy every sweet, Sweet, sweet, sweet, spans; Intimate darling my...

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Coral and Limestone** You can take the country out of me, but the essence of acid lime runs through my veins like an indelible mark of my heritage. Growing up on the island was a unique blessing, where the roots of kinship ran deep and everyone seemed connected by an invisible thread. It was a place...

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Often I gaze In shadows I sought refuge Healing waters from the valley of visions Measured my portion In weaves I sowed my seed Through many days of distortion We Tilled the sky It bore us life In his ways I hope to walk The King of Kings is Yeshua He rose again from the grave Often I gaze In gardens of plenty Toward the east Toward the Valley...

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The grass has grown, the garden’s bright— Nowruz has come, a feast of light. The demon’s tangled, winter hair has vanished, melted in the air. Yes, spring returns with scented breeze, no more the moan of bitter freeze. Joy has arrived at every door— love walks with us, alone no more. Saqi, pour wine and lift this day, chase all our noisy cares away. You,...

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Father's Day is coming. And I know all my sadness will be forthcoming My children are my family And in my life, I learned From the best father My father always asked me what I was thinking And they were always there to listen My father was strong And help me teach me what is right and wrong He was always there for my...

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