Lang Poems - Poems about Lang

It doesn’t happen everyday Through perilous weather, flies Santa’s sleigh Reflecting in the Winter sun Are its legs, in gunmetal grey Yet as Christmas Eve turns to Morning Falling behind red-silk and cotton Among the frost One’s mind is lost And all else is forgotten The children play with what was brought Without as much as a second thought From where these marvellous gifts came Or in...

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At the foot of Burgos’ Castle Looking toward its beautiful Cathedral I learned what it means: "To tide down by the pylon" Or "to go down to the Moor Muza." From waist down It was the first time I saw and rarely admired My girlfriend's chestnut or mussel. The hair around it Reached almost to her knees. I wanted sex And to do it like the...

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I mock your verses with a sneer, Call them basic, insincere. Hide your books beneath my bed, Curse the simple words you've said. Yet in darkness, truth comes clear: Your pain and mine, they mirror near. Each criticism that I throw Masks the feelings that we know. -...

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You'll live inside my memory book Sometimes I'll go back and look Your image there won't fade away A thousand years sharp as today At one-o-five (105) if I'm still here I'll open up that book so dear And write through hands that then will shake One last poem for old time's sake...

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Oh what a predicament as we sped through the night, A whole train stretched behind us without a single light, And through the thin walls we could plainly hear The threats being shouted from both front and rear. The long blonde squaddie, whose name I can’t recall Nervously panicked because he’d caused it all. An urgent call of nature on a...

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It clicks and it whirs and it chunters, This wonderful little machine, As it takes and measures and grinds Those marvellous little brown beans. It hisses and it gurgles and it splutters Then finally begins to pour And just seconds later A Kaffee Lang awaits once more, Which just slips down the throat So any morning muzziness slips away; After such a fine coffee Any man...

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“Lang May Your Lum Reek" Leave A light on Like A fire aglow Keep One burning As A warm hello Leave A light on Illuminate The way Let Neighbors know They’re Welcome to stay Leave A light on Not Just for books It’s says You’re welcome Come Into my nook Leave a light on Its Simple to do If Down turns them Off It’s All up for you By Bill MacEachern October 10, 2022...

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On a narrow street of Singalong spreads and banners hang along Wreaths of subjects and icon flourish within the alleys of lexicon. As acid waters plunge, dirt and dust lounge. Tin roofs clang, rants and rats run. Not all streets boom with a bang Only in the street of auld lang syne....

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Looking out my window at the snow falling softly I am reminded of the passing of time the new year can bring new beginnings the new year always made me a bit melancholy leaving the ones I loved and lost even further away at least that’s how I feel every year when I hear auld lang...

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Christmas tree twinkles ornaments shine we're missing some tears glisten when I remember 12/31/2021...

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Oo at hindi diretso ang iyong kahulugan, Hindi rin tiyak iyong kinabukasan. Subalit ika'y luwad ng mapagpalang Ama, Sa'yong kamay, hinugis ang sana. Kaya't ipipilit, iiyak nang maging masaya; Lulupasay, mag-aala uod sa lupa! Ganito ka ngayon kaya kinakaladkad, Bukas, iba kana't lilipad mamumukadkad. Taglay mo ang liksi at sigla, ang ngiti at tawa; Munti man, kayang baguhin pati ang bala. Daliring animo'y...

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I thought about you today as I so often do. I felt the sad familiar feelings that will not go away. You came to mind in a flash of memory While I was doing something else. I never seek these thoughts. They seem a painful waste of time. How can a memory of broken trust comfort a wounded mind? Wise counsel claims that...

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Another year has passed by me and so much different then the last ever since this Covid March I have been living out my house arrest no outward smiles to show my love, no hugs no squeezes for my kids like a Citizen of good I understood but yes, I almost flipped my...

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“Auld Lang Syne” - the most-sung New Year's Eve song Courtesy Robert Burns circa (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796) the National Bard, Bard of Ayrshire and the Ploughman Poet. Two hundred sixty one orbitz elapsed since brief existence of aforementioned Scottish poet and lyricist graced Earth, yet his legacy unwittingly still enshrined, regaled, warbled... upon cusp of New Year's Eve, when revelers sing familiar...

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Auld Lange Syne by Robert Burns modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Should old acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should old acquaintance be forgot, And days for which we pine? For times we shared, my darling, Days passed, once yours and mine, We'll raise a cup of kindness yet, To those fond-remembered times! Have you ever wondered just exactly what you're singing?...

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