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Premium Member Very Happy New Year To You -The Cup of Life Style

~Very Happy New Year To You !~ 
(The Cup of Life) 



Very Happy New Year to you my dear friend 
Look cause that big ball is about to drop 
So stick 'round awhile and just celebrate 
Time to say good-bye to old one 
Cause new is almost here 
At he count of one 
The big ball will fall 
And a New Year will 
Be here one more 
Time again 
Enjoy 
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ENJOY!  


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2015



December.31.2015 


~Author's Notes:


"The Cup of Life" is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000.
Form: Shape


Premium Member Manifesto

My manifesto is really quite brief.
All I want is to find some relief
from hate and anger that permeates
when life is what we need to celebrate.

"Happy New Year!  Yeah, I know
The same to you. Sorry, gotta go.
Can't we at least talk some tonight.
Nah, you'd just insist you were right."

Togetherness is not what we show
These days under the mistletoe
Things can get rosy or turn to dust
But this is certain: we must find trust

We no longer know who we can believe.
It seems everyone has a scam up his sleeve.
There are some words that need to disappear
for they definitely are not music to our ear!

While we're at it, TV's ethics have all flown:
Some things are just better left unshown.
And, if you promote yourself as "THE NEWS:
just give us the facts, don't fiddle and abuse.

We need to acknowledge another's plight
not let their journey shadow our sight
We need to listen to words we don't know
accepting those unlike us can help us grow.

We need to sit alone in the soft quiet
and listen to the lovely sounds of night;
treasure moments for time travels fast
keep them close, for they'll soon be past.

I didn't mean to offend anyone, I hope that is clear
Here comes Tomorrow, have a Happy New Year!

8th Place!
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Form: Rhyme

Just Of Distant Thought

Just of distant thought to see you again, 
But I do feel relax searching through time... 
We have had a few more than thoughts can pen, 
Which never fade out of running mind's prime. 

Just only of thought;
How festive comforting naught
Caress all fun sought!

Just of distant vibes to hear you sing loud, 
But I do feel still; pitch echoing around
Shadowy essence your voice's passion cloud, 
Which travelled eyes of what memories abound. 

Just only of mind;
How else can I seek you blind 
To switch, thoughts remind? 

Just of distant joy to dine together, 
But I do hold onto my fantasies... 
A way out to remind me of weather-
How such atmosphere promotes delicacies.

Just only of head,
How nice memories did embed
Belief time does tread...

Just of distant miles away to hold you,
But I do hope you are up- doing well... 
While waiting still for all your scents anew,
Which handy blankets wrap up in its cell.

Just only of truth,
You stay close in my mind's booth-
How you; my thoughts sleuth!

Happy New Year Fams
Form: Rhyme

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

The stars are shining and down comes the snow,
Making us happy, letting go the woe,

With the mercury dipping and the weather turning cold,
Let the Christmas fun begin and year 2015 unfold.

As the new year unfolds,
Make a new vow that holds-
Enjoying GOD’s different creations,
Which had no boundaries of numerous nations.

This year-
Enjoy your life’s real assets,
Fine tune your time budget.

Take a step away from gadgets,
And a step closer to the family.

A step away from hatred,
And a step closer to love.

A step away from insecurities,
And a step towards new confidence.

A step away from dying conscience,
To feel the humanity’s essence.

This year make a promise to yourself to just be human and no one else.
Form: Rhyme

Happy New Year 2026

2025.12.31 at 00:00:00

Christmas was near, here and then gone.
Now, New Year is on the edge of the footsteps.
To me, what a year of 2025.
It was nice, excited and fine.
I was happy and misery. 
Mix feelings of missing someone, meeting another
And reuniting with an old friend.
I could not be bother any more,
Friends came and went as they wish,
I just concentrated on my music,
Embroidery, swimming and travelling.
Quite exhausting with all these activities,
It was more about the emotional part.
It went up and down after we were apart.
I must learn how to let them go,
How to treasure the memories,
And embrace the present 
How to not be miserable by what happened.
Obligations yield no satisfaction,
If you love someone, you do your best
To make them happy. That was what I believe.

At the beginning of this year,
When I first met JC,
I thought BB and JC,
Both of them were two gentlemen.
They were loner, admired the same value in women.
Eventually, I found them different,
Now, one year on, I see them
As two very different individuals,
With huge gaps of temperaments.
I know exactly where BB was this evening,
Sitting at the desk and surf on internet.
JC on the other hand, he could be any where,
In Victoria or somewhere in Australia.
Oddly, I miss one of them,
Wonder how he has been.
Happy New Year, to all my friends.
As I watched the fire works,
I imagined each of them was my problem,
They shot up and burst in the sky,
They vanished and out of sight.
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Premium Member New Year

HAPPY NEW YEAR 
           
        Appearing Two Thousand and Twenty 
        Being brave all evils to drive away
        Confronting obstacles of every day
        Dreams of dormant desire is priority.
      
       Exciting plans to run with new promise.
       Forget all mistakes committed in past
       Give your best to all around and adjust.
       Happy New Year appearing on surprise.
      
      Intense dense devotion ready to soothe: 
      Journey of life may display a puzzle.      
      Know your inherent strength to struggle.
       Life may be in trouble or run smooth.  
     
       Make your family to feel safe and great.
       Noble brilliant ideas, prompt to play.
      Overcome obstacles coming on your way.
      Patience to assist not to get upset.           
     
     Quest for best to start on new gear.              
    Rolled the old year providing new space
    Score of past year boosting human race.
   To proceed, progress dauntless without fear. 
                    
     Union of past- present : Both involved   
     Vow of New Year clearly based on the past.
     Worries and wobbling can never long last.
     “X”, the unknown you will have to solve.
     
      Yes: Confront and accept any challenge.
     Zest and zeal to bring optimistic change.

      
  01/07/2020
                    Second Place
  'New Year's Dreams' Contest by Chantelle Anne Cooke


Abecedarian Contest  by Caren Krutsinger

Premium Member Resolutions

I've made a decision, a drastic solution
So I don’t have to make a New Year’s resolution

This year I’ve decided to become a nun…
My ‘habit’ will shield my head from the sun

I will resolve to join a silent order
Mother Superior will act as my warder

I’ll give up chocolate and drinking and smoking
Hey poetry souper’s, you know I’m just joking!

For many years I have not celebrated New Year
So whilst others party and whoop and they cheer

I’ll wear my flannel gown and go early to bed
There I’ll write poems until sleep fills my head

Good luck if you give up drinking or start a diet
On New Year’s resolutions I resolve to stay quiet!

Happy New Year to everyone at poetry soup
Enjoy your holiday and in 2018 we’ll regroup


Update for New Year Contest
Sponsored by Janice Canerdy

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Form: Rhyme

Logical Astuteness

Education has never deluded me,
it is a rich mine from which my gemstones are extracted;
and all of them can adorn with its brilliance 
a king's crown, but the glitter on my silver pendant...
with my natal sign, not with my image, outshines it
and displays it very elegantly.


As skilled hands relied on mental deftness,
I depended on mom's provincial practicality, 
not on chances, but on her canonical guidance;
her words told no canards, only truthfulness:
an illunination of beatitude to encourage and fortify...
and that voice taught me acts of benevolence. 


Guessing what was the mysterious name it bore,
would have been quite easy to identify with sharp eyes:
examining the deeds I did and the actions I still compromise,
to conclude with certainty
that it fitted me so perfectly...
I learned that art by listening to clever people with more ardor. 


This is not a gift which is instilled
in the infant's brain at birth,
it is acquired by growing somewhat old...
who could have such a prodigious knowledge?
The Old Testament prophets for instance, or possibly
every learned man who studied philosophy.


Spend time with me, and observe how I peruse:
listen to the clear and incisive words spoken aloud,
riddling no mystery, or being derogatory...
proverbs might be included to give some clues;
and they were written in an inimitable way
to stimulate the minds of the unlearned.    


Is intelligence inborn or learned by chance,
or even isometric to astuteness?
Many admit it stems from accruing knowledge,
to increase the capacity of the thinker or genius... 
accumulating their ideas and earning praises,
while the uneducated struggle with rage.


Logical astutness is efficacious when it invigorates ability,
and exhorts a great deal of mental energy;
and will the proper words be used to that effect?


Happy New Year to all the wonderful Poetry Soup members!

Copyright 210 by Andrew Crisci
Form: Sestina

Premium Member Happy New Year From the Unicorns

So far I've done everything I could possibly do this year.
I've given thorough thought to cleaning up my act.
These early-day hours have been rough-house
The storm shudders inside me are all grimy, they need tending to,
I just need to find them first.
So tired from last night,
Riding unicorns through the stars.
(No one believes me.)
Trouble is we're all blinking too fast for our own good as it is.
I've done everything I've promised to do this year, so far,
And I haven't even made the promises yet.
That's how interesting I've been lately.
You have no idea how hard it is to be this interesting.
Riding Bellyglow through the thrushes of song birds...
I probably don't know, either.
What a bucket of letters this is.
Thanks for Peking, thanks for Hong Kong.
Happy New Year.

Premium Member Happy New Year Seventeen

Happy New Year Seventeen
By Franklin Price
1/1/2017

Happy New Year seventeen. Sixteen has reached its end.
It's over and it's done with, there's nothing to append.
Seventeen's upon us, sixteen was somewhat grim.
We must stop treading water and begin again to swim.

There's lots of blame to go around, for what is in the past.
What say we work together, to get something done at last.
We're supposed to be self governing, not ruled by royalty.
Let us start in seventeen, to make it how it ought to be.

Participate in politics, interject what you believe.
Keep the politicians honest; the ones who practice to deceive.
The president elect, wants to make us great again,
To fight him, not assist him, would be a governmental sin.

Make all the red lights turn to green; with a caution here and there.
Throw the flag, and call a penalty, when the playing is not fair.
Help make this year the best we've seen, in this (new?) century.
We the people, with God's help, can make it how it ought to be,.

Make this year the best you can for yourself and family.
Try to work with others to make us who we ought to be.
Forget about the parties, whose agendas are not right.
Help to bring us from the dark and out into the light 

May you personally be happy and healthy in your life
Have the necessary means to minimize your strife,
A safe place for your family,  necessities you need,
But not so much, you're overcome, by unnecessary greed.
Form: Couplet

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