Monday Poems - Poems about Monday

...Knew it in moment this Wednesday though she left last Monday life turned, never to be the same now my heart knows how it feels to cherish now, what was then. Her days carried me on a bre......Read the rest...

...And so it was monday again, sunday was already over? Insane. Math sheets all over the place, the space filled with treats. ,,Oh", and as with every blink time passed, night gains, fast getting homew......Read the rest...

...I had never seen such delicate pastel roses before this bouquet. Felt honored to see them on this gorgeous Monday. A conglomeration of exceptional colors, they were a delicacy. No wonder the Engli......Read the rest...

...Monday blues are preceded by Sunday yellows And I have always hated these Sunday afternoons To me, they feel so lazy I watch as the world turns silent and still No noise except for the cr......Read the rest...

..."All the things I say..." my lingering part sentence left in notes the endings to unwritten poems never to be known I'm on the hook yet unanalysed with no resul......Read the rest...

...My heart aches a little today Should I seek to know why Or be content the reason is Monday It's raining on me Should I feel it Or just put up my hood When Friday comes around Do I fear I ......Read the rest...

...I flew to Chicago last Friday night my great uncle was turning a hundred. The plan was to fly-in Friday, party Saturday, and fly out Sunday. No missed school. The air felt colder in Chicago, th......Read the rest...

...Where's the pink-footed goose that evil-minded Warde tried to catch? Didn't the bird follow his shrieking horde? He was parched on the white oak over the small lake, On Monday he was startled by t......Read the rest...

...There is nothing wrong with me Besides the curve of my bones And the curve of my two eyes. There is nothing wrong with earth Besides the razors on pine The falling of the downfall. On Sunda......Read the rest...

...The sun is shining in the east with petals opening bright, spreading its fragrance into the light and an epiphany of hope resting on the branches swinging from limb to limb while my heart entertains ......Read the rest...

... Monday rolls up there's not much to say morning grey drizzle seems on for the day Perfection in circles sizzling bud in a pipe rings reach for the ceiling fat, round, and tight Rib-ey......Read the rest...

...The grave the end for all of men; And every women too! Did you ever contemplate; The finite number of your days? Do you think the squirrel in the road; Ever contemplated his finite days? I watc......Read the rest...

...I don't know if I'm rested Just that I could drift So without land I need to leave this vessel Have faith that my feet will find solidity Not an endless drop Nor be swept from safety Monday ar......Read the rest...

... Purim, holiday of hints and masks Tears turn to joy and back Jewish souls on the racks Trapped between life and death We held our collective breath ‘Til, spared from the ev......Read the rest...

...What is greater than a week full of uplifting joy, but also sadden by heartbreaking news. On Monday, March eleventh, my grandson’s wife after twenty-six hours of labor had a beautiful baby boy. On ......Read the rest...