January On The Other Hand Poems

Hurrying down a winding path
Among imposing lofty trunks, I
Nourish thoughts with optimism 	
Discarding an assault by aching limbs       

Imploring...

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Doomsday Clock minute hand...

hovers over 100 seconds to midnight 
as of January 2022, 
which apocalyptic prognostication
established by the Bulletin 
of Atomic Scientists
maintained since 1947, 
the...

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A pebble picked up,
fondled in my palm,
tossed, caught.
An object for
fondness, affection.
A smooth, solid thing,
though it had waited
for my tender touch.
The. Beginning.

(January 2022)...

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Sweet lies bitterly grind 
bitter truth restores
the doubtful mind

January 12, 2022...

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Righteous smart left hand

Short lived amnesia 
(there's no app for that) found
his highness (ha... ha... ha... hm)
drawing a (figurative) blank
today January 54th, 2021,

when the misses...

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You held my hand and asked me to dance
We danced and you held my hand
You didn’t look into my eyes
     ...

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Some come to visit my poetry, my sad writing
     with a passing word,
       a phrase,...

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an affection touches  mother’s heart
her hand comes on child forehead
sick can’t be long-lived




-January 17, 2019 Chattogram...

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R-aise your right hand, 
A-nd take your solemn oath; 
U-se faith, hope, and love, 
L-et voice come from your throat.

Y-our right hand is raised, 
S-o...

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massaging my hands
somewhat like a lost lover
     at the nail salon



AP: 3rd place 2021

Submitted on January 12, 2021 for contest SENRYU...

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D-awn has just broken, 
I-n nineteenth January; 
A-n early morn makes you fine, 
N-ew light removes the
A-gony.

A-fter the night is gone, 
S-un has begun to...

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F-og, mist, and haze
A-re all nowhere in sight.
M-onday morn has broken, 
E-arly light leaves the night.

S-unday shadow and chill
A-im to fade together; 
R-ed beacon January
T-wenty-third...

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C-hin above your one hand
H-as been photographed Tuesday; 
E-vening shadows disappear into the dark, blue, and gray.

F-og, haze, and mist
R-un away from you; 
A-llowing thirty-first...

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Chorus:

He touched the end of Jesus when night was approaching,
and the only light he saw was the warmth of His might;
he touched the hand of...

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The paintbrush of spring colors winter's canvas
in bright-colored buds and sprouts of green
singing sparrows greet each hue we have missed
the paintbrush of spring colors winter's...

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