February Poems | Examples of February Poetry

It’s February

It’s February
the soft stones
are still hard
among the eaves
clinging to the river






















 

Issa Dissa Groova Gam?

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Dizzy Giggy Gotta
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More than a dayplayer
you're something special
really someone special
you mean the world to me
my photodouble
you're there on the double
you mean the world
to me
remember our first kiss
the supporting actress
I go to you
each and every time
if you were the understudy
I say yeah but
she love's me
I'll help

February 2025

Please don't open the dam,
Violently flood fresh water with salt.
It's been about time this bridge will weather and collapse.
Though my cupped hands ache for brine,
You keep me longing for the glow with a bright smile on my face.
I need to keep smiling, because the glow will never stop.
It could never stop, and that can mean

February Fog

There is in February fog
an eventuality that must befall us all.

As if the earth were vanishing,
or one were going blind, the fog sets in,
absorbing all that is familiar –
trees, houses, roads, sky . . .

And then the windows – like our eyes –
glaze over gray, and what was once so clear,
always there, we can no

February Gray

February Gray


The weather and my mood, dismal as KING 5’s Headline News 
reports of politics, war and a cold rain forecast for tomorrow,
makes me take a break from TV or staring out the window  
at gray Seattle skies to take a walk down on the waterfront.

Only 5PM, yet pier 62 dock lights are already

Frost

I feel the frost is coming,
the wind now chills my bones.
What once was warm a week ago,
the cold now solemnly owns.

February bird speak

Hearing chirping
First bird speak in a while
I go still
Hoping to hear more
All is silent

Curly Serenade

The awning of Ovis, a shade from the sun,
Cast patterns of light, where her story begun.
Not rain-streaked glass, but a warm, open space,
Where her curly brown hair framed a captivating face.
She moved through the tables, a sun-dappled dream,
Her presence a current, a vibrant sunbeam.
"A light, if you have one?" her soft voice inquired,
Her eyes, like

February

If February had, at least,
Another couple days,
We wouldn’t look for spring 
In all the normal kinds of ways.

If it feels cold, we’d simply shrug -
It’s winter, after all -
And when the stores sell chocolate eggs,
We wouldn’t heed the call.

I know it’s just two boxes 
On the calendar, but hey -
When February starts to March,
We know

A February Walk

A February Walk

Nice cool weather
Bright cloudy sky
Peaceful quiet lake 
Resting seagulls,
Swans and pigeons
Shadows of trees
Again changed and
Cleared everything 
By a great walk

Congratulations on 90th Birthday

2025.2.26
Dear A, today would have been your 90th birthday.
Thank you for being my friend, neighbor, and be your carergiver.
I remember all those songs,
You sang in your language.
You had such strong lungs and soprano voices.
I also remember you said,
"Where have you been all my life?"
You repeated that quite few times.
Each time, I just sang "You needed

Life's Unspoken First Law

Life's First Unspoken Law

(A lone voice whispers)

You do know deep love
Even if it sometimes hurts

From separation from family or friends who have crossed over

And all things left may seem broken or unfinished 

It does not rust 

Like iron or steel abandoned in one of life's forbidden forests

But forever will bloom and flow like a torrent

HimaBindu: A Star in Winter's Night

In icy peaks, your name is born,
Hima, a whisper of winter's morn.
Bindu, a droplet, pure and fine,
Together merged, a beauty divine.

Like snowflakes gently falling deep,
Your heart remains, in slumber, keep.
Bindu's tiny form, a universe holds,
Reflecting dreams, like winter's tales unfold.

In frozen landscapes, your soul takes flight,
A gentle breeze stirs, on a winter's night.
Himabindu, a name

Friday, February, 21, 2025

As the pale apricot sunrises
                     
                    casting glowing illuminations
       

Late February 2025

 steel skies
blinding sun
Georgia’s Winter
praising arms of oaks
bare
hopeful for buds, for Spring
will soon appear; daffodils
will break the earth; proclamation
all things are new, again, renewed; rain
mixed with thunder and lightning; grace puddles

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