Rose January Poems

New Year Poetry

Auld Lange Syne
by Robert Burns
translation by Michael R. Burch 

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And days...

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I am flung against the drab ashen phonon sky, weighted with ghostly iron clad jaws of bitter winter's grip, biting the feather-flared Doves gravid with...

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Joy rings out all over the world
        Another year has blossomed
       ...

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Là breith sona dhuit

My best kilt I wear so very proud
Me pipes are flowing of music loud
The glens and thistle I bring them to you
For...

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She's a pack-up and lander,
Like the geese and the gander,
She's a Roma,
On her own-a,
In a two wheeled house,
Involved with no weak willed spouse,
O honey! I've...

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Winter Magic

There I stood, quietly and still, with a frozen stare through my patio door.
The awesome portrait of life, so dominating most of the year,...

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As a rose dies 
the warm sun, embraces tightly 
it's kissed goodbye. 

Copyright © Cynthia Jones 
Jan.18/2007...

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she tread around me with
such mock care
with a stifled grin she asked if i was sure
with a teasing voice she narrowed her eyes
and looked as...

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The days of March are dark and drear.
In April rain clouds still appear.
By May the weatherman we cheer,
And June is here, and June is here.

July...

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A handsome man, a valiant son,
John Kennedy was he.
A man who rose to President
with civil rights the key.

Who can forget the many days
like Camelot they...

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Another year turns over, people look to see
just what the coming year will mean for you and me.
Tomorrow's worries aren't here, and yesterday's are passed.
Daylight's...

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