Long New years day Poems
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What can
will be put to rest,
but each New Year
is a history
of our old – predilections
governing the heart and soul
of man...a nest of cupids and
demons~ bearing the scars and
wrinkles of all that has passed
Let not the flares of celebration,
our grand fireworks, ever brighter,
ever higher,
be rehearsals for wars
ever costlier, ever fierier –
with the New Dawn awakening
let our hearts and minds rise united,
hopeful, with determination
to do better, put on display the good
man is capable of, absent the lust for
power over weaker others, made manifest
by violence and evil deceit.
Let fellowship and Love
no longer have to bear the burdens of
a tormented soul, led into darkness,
by the lies of politicians and their
bought-and-paid-for networks of
division, keeping societies troubled
and hungry, that they may be imprisoned
like helpless sheep in sparse pastures,
penned by dark barbs of fear.
Let not Christ’s suffering be for naught,
and our Heavenly Father’s
blessed loyalty to his fallen man’s
redemption, become a lost sacred dream
of unification forsaken --
Let this day of New Light appealing,
Blessed Energy radiating, be the dawn of
man’s freedom reclaimed, that he will try in
earnest to reform, drying the eyes of Guardian
Angels, who watch over us, yet having
faith in their mission of protection with proliferation
of Divine love eternally –
Happy New Year!
My new year’s resolution was to lose some weight.
Cut down on take outs and use smaller plates.
So I joined a gym to try and get fit
But lost my breath on the stairs, so took the lift.
My favourite ambition is to learn to cook.
But my food never looks like the recipe books.
The end result is often inedible.
I blame the author whose work can’t be credible.
I’ve never been very good with my hands.
As whatever I try seldom goes to plan
So decided to persevere with some D I Y
But it all fell apart, don’t ask me why.
Attempted to try some art and craft.
But my serious endeavours just made my friends laugh.
Then decided to give some gardening a try.
Yet everything I planted just seemed to die.
Joined a local choir and attempted to sing.
But all people heard was a terrible din.
You could say my life’s a disorderly mess.
But everyone’s good at something, I guess?
The New Year
It is a new year...
It is a new day.
It is the first day...
of many more.
The problem,
and the answer...
It came and went.
Much like all the rest,
that would follow
but more importantly,
than those remaining,
it set the mood.
It was quiet here, in the country.
The rooster gave it a go,
all night long at the moon...
just to say goodbye,
and then again when the sun
came up... to say hello.
What a surprise to all?
The wolf joined in,
at the beginning and never stopped,
until the end.
The ducks laughed.
They laughed until the dawn...
Then they were quiet again.
The cow woke up just in time,
to see the first rays...
and was glad...
the old year was gone.
The chickens slept thru it all.
They laid eggs the next morning
just as they always did.
They were all perfect, as expected.
The Lord's bounty clearly visible,
in the barn,
in the yard,
on the farm.
There is a hard frost on the ground now.
It is colder than it has ever been,
but there is no snow.
The grass crackles
when you walk across its surface
and has long since turned brown.
The crystals,
water formed miracles...
make everything shine,
like the world is truly new.
Yet the sun continues,
ever melting the world,
back into place,
not in fantasy land,
or outer space,
but here.
Real, to feel.
From the view out our kitchen window here in the mountains…
in our little corner of the universe…
we see a multitude of winter wildlife…assorted and diverse.
From the deer who wander through our yard…
who walk so gracefully and leap with ease…
to the birds who visit our feeders…
from their branches on the trees.
We’re not sure when it comes to all the deer we see
If they are different deer each time…or part of one deer family.
You see we’re new at this…and it’s hard to tell one deer from another
to know if they are a Mommy or Daddy dear…a sister or a brother.
The birds are easier to tell apart…so many different kinds we see.
We’ve seen Caroline Wrens, nuthatches, finches, blue jays and chickadees.
We’ve seen crows, two kinds of woodpeckers,
and we’ve been known to gawk…
at the titmice with their little tufts of hair,
at the cardinals and and the hawk.
We offer corn to the deer when they come through…
their particular palate it seems to suit…
and the vast variety of birds
enjoy a mix of birdseeds, nuts and fruit.
We are happy to welcome all these animals into our lives…
wondering if they’ve come from near or far…
We appreciate their differences.
and enjoy each individual for exactly who they are.
As this new year begins..I wish everyone would resolve…
to try with other people to connect…
to treat everyone as fellow human beings…with dignity and respect.
The new year could be so wonderful…
across all lands and the seven seas…
If we could treat each other
like we do the deer and the chickadees.
As a new year approaches
I realise the world is full of roaches
Snakes hidden in the grass
Their necks full of brass
With moments of realisation
The filled me with devastation
A year filled to the brim with betrayal
Knowing I cannot enable
The hurt to spread and continue
Hand me the tissue
For I will be the better man
By getting therapy and a plan
To overcome the emotions
And silence the commotions
Deep within my mind
I will not be defined
By the hurt of the past
This will not be the last
They hear about me
I will confront them to set myself free
I know some of those can’t be held accountable
Death made that preventable
I realised the past damaged me
They are not my life’s referee
This is an end to a miserable year
But I will be clear
That next year could be better
I won’t be a forgetter
But can’t move pat these horrors
And be life’s explorer
I learnt a lot in twenty twenty five
And know I won’t just survive but thrive
2025 needs to be in the history books
Along with all the thieves and crooks
I need to accept the rejections
Accept the imperfections
Forget about the regret
And have a drink and cigarette
Here is to hoping 2026 will be better
Bring back the fun and leisure
A year full of hope and possibility
And hopefully some fertility
A new year full of promise
The first of January is upon us
I welcome 2019, I'm glad it's here.
I hope it will be an excellent year.
Many years ago on every New Year's Day, Mom cooked hog jowls and black eyed peas.
But I didn't like those meals very much, I wasn't pleased.
Sadly, I now spend New Year days alone because Mom is deceased.
I certainly hope that the year 2019 will be a year of prosperity and peace.
God has given me another year to live and for that, he deserves my praise.
I will love, praise and worship The Lord for the remainder of my days.
I hope that 2019 will be a good year for others and myself.
And I wish everybody a year of happiness and good health.
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.
Five years ago, on New Year's Eve,
I resolved to love forever,
Weeks later, the mailman came,
My draft notice arrived.
Four years ago, on New Year's Eve,
I wished to be discharged,
A month later, my "prayer" was answered
I was shipped to Nicaragua.
Two years ago, on New Year's Eve,
Fighting the flu, down in the trenches,
I wanted Mom to make me some chocolate chip cookies,
Instead, I received a different care package,
A funny green egg.
Last year, on New year's Eve,
Admiring my one and only leg,
Serenity and peace is what I yearned,
Obtaining this was simple,
But, I didn't want it eternally.
This year, on New Year's Eve,
There's nothing much I can do,
Oh, yes, this must be made clear,
No more New Year's resolutions for me.
(12/84)
Ring in the New Years.
Ring out the old.
Keep all those dreams and wishes.
Keep heart and soul.
Never try to break a promise.
Never let me go.
Wear all those fancy dresses.
Call me on the phone.
And if you ever need me.
Just let me know...
Ring in the New Years.
Ring out the old.
Forget all those times of trouble.
So the story's told.
Never try to tell me bad lies.
Never make me cry.
Wear all those fancy outfits.
Call me on the phone.
And if you ever need me.
Just let me know..
Ring in the New Years.
Ring out the old.
Keep all those dreams and wishes.
Keep heart and soul...
Song-Poem By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1986,2014..ALL rights reserved..
2023’s off to a wonderful start
Lost my wallet at the mini-mart
Right away though things got worse
My wife misplaced her cash purse…
One of our kids is home in bed
Said he fell on the side of his head
Another one sprained both wrists
trying to execute a 360-degree twist…
The bathroom flooded over this morn
Just as a car rammed into the house, honking its horn
And the officer who arrived to investigate
Tripped and broke his leg on our rusty gate
Of course, the new year’s not a day old yet
There’s much more havoc to come
I think I’ll scatter a box of thumbtax ~
I just hate it when life’s humdrum