January November Poems

November again! 
Striked euphoria, inevitable pain
clouds dry with no rain
dried are those eyes
and those mastermind lips
clichéd, dumbstruck! only losses, no gain
Little sweetums!
it's your fault,be in...

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January…new year, new me.
Met you and now I’m happy. 
We watched the ball drop and kissed at midnight.


My February Valentine
hearts and flowers because you’re mine
as...

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Courtesy Google, I learned Dynata...mite!

Constitutes the world’s largest
first-party data platform
for insights, activation and measurement

Earlier today August 28th, 2022,
a representative from aforementioned
market research company
fielded political questions...

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Mother would patschke
early that day in the kitchen,
and recruit any guest, who
blindly ambled thru front door
suddenly trapped unwittingly
squarely (triangulated) into kitchen
forcibly impressed to help

set up...

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Fast forward at least two score
Earth's orbitz round the sun
approximately the year 2040
history already wrote him off
as thee worst president
(based on numerous metrics)
of these United...

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It was windy rainy a cold November night
As I walked alone the downtown streets
As I had done a million times before
Loneliness my ever faithful companion
Through...

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Vacuum
by Michael R. Burch

Over hushed quadrants
forever landlocked in snow,
time’s senseless winds blow...

leaving odd relics of lives half-revealed,
if still mostly concealed...
such are the things we are...

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trees barren and laden clouds
on a cold november day
the waves are high
and waters murky

still so solemn
our bench a relic
the raging river faces

the mistiness
of a distant...

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even her name evoked colorful images
Ginger November, a student of mine
quiet girl with ebony hair
a blessing to teach till family troubles intervened

divorcing parents of a...

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My November Queen 

He was like a tree, moved by breeze
Been alive to witness that perfect day 
My queen, Angel and Muse came to this...

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with your touch as gentle as summer snow

               and your verses...

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Paris November 13th Makes Me Weep — Afterthought

The shock and tragedy of this most horrendous event of slaughter, murder, and unmitigated evil are indeed a...

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September I first saw you 
October I knew I wanted you
November it was no longer just you
December everyone knew
January our love only grew
February i never...

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January first
First buried in snow
Never to recover from winter

February cold
February with its love
And gone to such a winter release

There was a March
March with spring flowers
Gone...

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I am November, the chilling winds
blend with the conditions in my heart
My heart blends with 13 years of not
blending to the conditions very well

I am...

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