Depression January Poems

Between ice and sun, frost swathe—
By the last green floor of life;
One white blush— bride's cheeks bathe.

From the phantasm spinning gossamer fire
This stillness after my...

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Winters Solstice seems like a never-ending Earthly purgatory
The sun has taken less than more to a different story
It's January, the last true warmth my cold...

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Silent night 
All was calm and bright
Hands were lifted in hallelujah 
As the soccer page
Became the garden of Gethsemane

Holy night
Sinners eyes ran tears
As hearts grieved...

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Nestled under blankets,
the gentle whirring sound
soothes the savage beast
within mine body electric
of one generic, opportunistic,
and wholistic garden variety man.

Within blink of closed eye
yours truly transported
into...

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The third Monday of January is often referred to as 'Blue Monday'.


Christmas is over
decorations packed away ~
all rooms lack sparkle


I step on the scales
new year...

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As I sit Precariously
Listening to my Canary
Life is weary this January
Embattled by the long and scary
Year of Covid when wary times tarry
Too long for us...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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polar vortex intensifies
as bitter arctic air
ushers in the new year

winter storm conditions
stir gusts of wind
scattering good wishes

prevailing disturbances
eventually converge
as high chance 
depression and instability
will soon...

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Christmas was fabulous, so full of festive cheer
Santa brought presents; his sleigh pulled by six reindeer
Hubby loved the glass tankard he got for his beer
I...

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Sometimes I feel like
A caged animal longing to be free
Knowing if I flee
That he'll come after me.

My thoughts are not mine.
I belong to him
My ways...

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J anuary's cold makes December feel like spring!
A lways wanting it to be warm, but left yearning
C ause the ice and snow in the beginning
K...

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Hello January,
It’s nice to greet you again.  
I have looked forward 
   to seeing you all year.  
Sharing with you the...

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It's not wintry bliss in January when lovely snow
turns into sheets of ice,
and tears run down everybody's burning eyes:
yell, " Winter, leave now! "


Unless you...

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I look out my window
No longer white and fluffy 
The snow has turned a sickly gray
Much like my mood towards this season of death
Tired of...

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The cold wind blowing
Across shadowed timber beams
Death becomes open-space....

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