Moon New Year Poems

2024 is coming,
that futurity is guaranteed.
Can you feel it coming?
There’s magic in the air.
I’m excited, as if someone put euphorics in my breakfast cereal.

“Tonight,” Lisa...

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This, most decadent of days,
I know cannot be more a phase,
than the air that I breathe,
December's reprieve,
little moments are bright,
in the beauty of this night,
raindrops...

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January sighs
with gentle wings,
hesitating, blue
dreams, driven by hearts,
who believe, 
light falls like grace,
breathing silence
where the fresh snow
cascades in laughter,
erasing darkness,
soothing night,
tumbling through starlight,
moon whispering
new year...

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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...

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a sickle moon hangs in an ice blue sky
my breath hangs in steam clouds
quiet save for the faint clamour
of the freedom truckers convoy
on the not...

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New Year's Resolutions 

This new year marches into view
Brooding and still with empty calendar pages
For this pilgrim on a pilgrimage past new mile markers
Engraved with...

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Let your first dawn start with a smile,
So that joy will sing in the air;
For new year not to be hostile,
So friendly with no hate...

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As in winter the old year gets lost to me it’s clear 
In the spent old life what I could wish for as new
I’ll be...

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It's here the widow says
After her long wait
Her heart is filled with joy
Yet she cannot help buy cry
She wishes he's beside her
She wishes her husband...

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It’s the day before New Year’s Eve
And the minute and hour hands 
Clutch and hold on tight,
As the cuckoo clock pings six times.

Airborne towards emptiness,
Fireworks...

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I met a little man up on The Green
On New Year’s Eve, and he was two foot two
With quite the reddest nose I’ve ever seen
And...

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The stars are shining above me and the sun is illuminating in the galaxy
The moon is slowly cursing by and my spirit is soaring in...

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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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Dwindling are the final nights,
the ebony skies on which you etch
your stark ethereal aura each year,
your superlunary circle of shine.

Mantic god’s eye, you watch us,
enigmatic...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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