June Couplet Poems | Examples
These June Couplet poems are examples of Couplet poems about June. These are the best examples of Couplet June poems written by international poets.
June moon ascends poised to the east
proposing a most beauteous feast
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
How do you process when all is a blur?
How can I take in the fact that you're no longer there?
Yesterday was normal. Well, as far as normal goes.
What will tomorrow bring? Nobody knows!
Not so long ago, I thought I knew my path ahead.
Now everything has changed and it has vanished instead!
I was a carer. My mind was focused and clear.
Though things were tough, we brought each other cheer.
You took me in when I was young with new beginnings no end.
Little did I realise that in you I'd gain the best of friends.
We were special to each other and we'd pick no other way
Than to work together to add meaning to each day.
Though I feel torn to pieces because death tore us apart
Remembering your love soothes the wounds of my heart.
My dear Nan and Grandad, precious memories you fill.
I deeply miss you both and I always will.
(29th June 2025)
Follow my light
Follow my love
The name of Jesus
Break everything
That comes in between
God grace and gratitude
Believe in the Beatitudes
Good blessings fall from the sky
Need not ask the reason why
Good blessings are from heaven above
Hope flies higher on the wings of the dove
God is good
Will you take your time
with this heart of mine?
Would you do me a favor
and send me the savior?
His mercy and kindness
Heals my blindness
I will walk with him forever
His light is much better
Than mine
With my arms spread wide
I run to you
(A poem by ScottM June 13, 2025)
You will know your dad
when you too became a dad!
You shall feel glad
when you realize, he was your launch pad!
You will appreciate his wisdom
when you shoulder responsibilities of the kingdom!
You will realize his care
when he was dissolved into the air!
You will dearly miss him
when alone, against the tides of life, you swim!
You shall honour his glory
when you will appreciate his story!
You shall praise, he is the prize
while he is alive and if you are wise!
Dedicated to all Fathers on this International Father's Day (third Sunday of June)!
Reach for the eternal urged my brain
Beauty’s a battle; kisses, marathons
Butterflies flee their cocoons, wings wet in June
A love song’s a tease, waning with the moon…
Shouts surreal overwhelm eternity
~ staggered by uncertainty
Zebras are clever little horses with stripes
They know how to discharge without having to wipe
They say pigs roll in the mud so as to get clean
My wife keeps trying mudpacks if you know what I mean
A cow’s tail is a very effective fly-swatter
Remember to first ask the butcher to slaught-her
When I saw in the kitchen-sink a whale of a snail
I called the Doc – Never mind our daughter looks pale
“Honey, you promised to kill that June-bug, remember?”
“Oh, yeah… You asked me last June, and now it’s December”
Dog rhymes with hog, which in turn rhymes with frog
But only one lives on a lily in a swamp called a bog
My vet told me my new cat would have up to nine lives
A Queen Bee snatched ‘em all when she flew out of her hive
Promising to solve age-old problems very soon
a year or two, at most, from our graduation in June
I myself was sure that poverty could be licked right quick
yet 50 years later it’s still on the uptick
A friend of mine told me in a decade racism would be dead
but even today, it rears its ugly head
And as for wars, they’ve gained momentum, fiercer than ever
governments’ ‘permanent endeavor’
So, here’s to all you cocksure, problem-solving new grads, oh-so-clever
~ May yours be the first generation to live forever…
Say hello to June, come greet each floral scent that fills your hearts and noses
it is time to put away your winter garbs & lose yourselves in leaves and roses
June, a month of gentle starts as the days get longer filled with golden light
we oft renew our garden vows, planting seeds of joy wherever we go
"Oh! Flowery Month of June, sing to us a song of hope & gentle care,
as you lead us through the garden path of life with truth and dare...
With each rising bran new day comes the promise of a new tomorrow
help us embrace the moments that come to us without deep sorrow
Goodbye May Hello June, like those lovely strawberries I see grow in June,
I am longing for serene enchanting nights, beneath your strawberry moon.
KLIMT KISS
oozing
osculations
ROSSETTI DG LADIES
femme
fatales
LEIGHTON JUNE
negligeed
temptation
First fruits brought to the Temple were not a one-off affair
They were first brought on the Pentecost right up to the New Year
Farmers, each with his own basket, formed a lively parade
Singing songs of praise while a flautist merrily played
The artisans of Jerusalem met them at the city’s gate
Welcoming those who put delicious fruits on their plate
Then the King himself placed a basket of fruit onto his shoulder
Joining the parade as a humble stakeholder
The ceremony of the First Fruits, a new beginning for us all
Glory to God for the miracle of fruit, inside the Holy Temple’s walls
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The first fruits for which the Land of Israel is blessed - wheat, barley,
grapes, figs, pomegranates, olives and dates - can be brought each
year from Shavuos/Pentecost (late May or June to Rosh Hashana/New
Year (Sept. or early October).
This is part of the Torah portion read this Saturday in synagogues
world over. See Deteronomy 26: 1-15
Shines the season brimming with grandeur, rich
In winter... frills of ice and snow bewitch
My pine trees capped with tinsels evergreen :
Comes spring-- dizzy where buds' hues turn to sheen
While air minty weaves on glens to unfurl
My trail scenting walks on plush lanes...hours whirl.
Then summer calls, hundred moths blaze cloud's fire,
Red-hot nights flaming, sizzling moon's desire
To entice a June love I bring to shore,
Till fall chants... boughs spilling lace on damp floor
Relishing life's harvest...true hearts content
When I trace cycles blooming but not spent;
For this spirit thrives on stars, earth,
' neath clay...
I am life that begins and ends each day
Between seasons, time pauses for a while,
As hands nourish solstices that beguile.
For I, God's nature child, could grant relief
Bringing hope for man's journey...root to leaf
Artificial intelligence of technological prevalence
Blessing it is, and beautiful, when beheld for its beneficial presence…
Challenging authentic intellectual quest
Driving and directing tenacious mindfulness-zest…
Elevating real wisdom toward discrete use
Failing to surpass sincerity of earnest poetic muse…
Good is its impact along God-blest economic worth
Hoisting income mobility against financial dearth…
Influencing globally for progress and development
Just let us be consciously aware that such is the trend at the moment…
Kindling authentic prudence along kindness of sincere might
Love of human heart is AI's lack especially if self-interest takes flight.
Many are the flaws of AI; but facing its imperfection with wisdom*
Nurtures beauty in seeing it along perspective of academic freedom.
Proverbs 9:10 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is understanding.
June 22, 2024
4th place, "Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Crystol Woods; judged on 8/14/2025
Just a song, a melodic tune
She’d heard that June
Arm-in-arm, lips locked tight
the thrill of night
O, Lord, it seemed so right
Her fair breast nestled in his chest
golden tresses tumbling down
‘Twas just a song she’d heard that June
embroidered on a wedding gown
When love sings as it did that night
arm-in-arm, lips locked tight
The moon, the stars, the cosmos race to see ~
Glory to the One who answers its plea
inhale the world's woes
that's where the love goes
June Bugs start to fly
clouds fall from the sky
light becomes the peace
cares shrink down and cease
moments in the breeze
try to touch the trees
rays burst from the sun
melt joys into one
white doves land nearby
angels know just why
breathe out deep held love
turn to gaze above
Couplet 63 words 6/30/23
Meditation dream imagery featuring
Seigaiha wave graphic (Kanagawa),
white doves and a Tibetan monk
Colored pencil illustration by G. Gaul
Halogen hesitant glide incubates baskers
Hush worship horizontal, roasting rascals
Trust flail arms gleeful face of jack in box
Toast salt pepper toes opposed to office socks
Lopsided sway scintillates sea rolls repeat
Lumen seduce dons haughty top-hat heat
Haven from seasons, sunbathed succumb
Hourglass conserve curdles cold’s equilibrium
23rd June
Sultry Surfers Paradise
in unfelt Solstice