Eighty years ‘the rule of order’ held sway
World leaders acted a pre-scripted way
“Novus ordo seclorum” *
Cried the G-7 forum **
Donald Trump’s taught us a new way to play!
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*"A new world order," in Latin... Btw, this is on
the back of every one-dollar bill.
**The recently completed 'G-7 Forum' was
a summit meeting of seven leading Western
economic powers, including the USA, France,
Germany, Italy, etc.
Some folks cheer, others boo
Millions celebrate, millions stew
2025: Rarely has it been so true
It's out with the old, in with the new
The pendulum had swung too far to one side
Americans aren't naturally cock-eyed
For those who moan, you’ve not long to groan
To wide swings, pendulums now are prone
First Mr. Biden pardons his son
then murderers, crooks, and family
Mr. Trump, however, not to be outdone
pardons Jan. 6 trespassers, every single one
Like that New Year’s mantra
'Out with the old, in with the new'
We threw the ‘old bum’ out
New one plays the same old tune
Out with the old, in with the new way of doing the same old thing.
Instead of snow, I clear the leaves. I don’t cleave to a resolution.
I don’t revolve around indecision. My natural giddyup takes off, as
the silence of empty-for-years-nest necessitated a sort and toss.
Happy New Year, a choice, when nothing precludes its success,
such as mourning in formal dress. Sneakers suffered from heel to toe,
as the alternative alteration of age - not hip, not on toes, unbendable.
Sixty-four years new, on the eve of ceremonial senior citizenry,
golden leaf revelry. Hold onto what is momentous: kith and kin,
giving in the form of an empathetic and devoted ear to your loved ones, acquaintances, strangers. Wishing you a Happy New Year. This one
begin with wraps and bows, even if the ball drops. Make it your best.
Time and time again
I have made it here,
Said goodbye to the old
And welcomed a new year
No top hats, no noisemakers
No champagne or wine,
Just the purest notes
... Of 'Auld Lang Syne'
So, what am I doing ...
New Year's, New Year's Eve?,
Celebrating the little things
... I did achieve
Staying awake comes easily
Until the midnight hour,
Watching the ball drop
And the confetti shower
Time and time again
The countdown is done,
Out with the old, in with the new
Five, four, three, two, one!
Out with the old; in with the new
A face from the past simply won't do
Joseph Biden's fairly melting away
Don't get ideas, Hilary
You've seen better days...
The same thing back in 2016 was true
Jeb Bush checked all the boxes then too
A moderate whose wife was Hispanic
Jeb himself spoke fluent Spanish --
His downfall precipitated by one fatal flaw
He was yet another Bush family member
~ That ice never thawed
His gift of eloquent banter and jest
got him blessed with a seat wearing a crest
of many colours on his pompous vest,
swelling his breast; our terror of unrest.
He's the rage of everyone's attention
pictorial song and dance admission.
Funny some statements never seem mention
imperfection bringing less attention.
His gift of eloquent banter splitting
the grand stage trying to build a fitting
world of elaborate change unwitting,
out with the old, in with the new knitting.
Storms approaching with rage wanting to wage,
his statement "I will build a greater stage,
nobody builds them better than a mage.
Mark my words, it will or will disengage.
His gift of eloquent banter and love
have fallen out of trust worth thinking of;
country watch intently from up above,
in balconies chances for former Gov.
So, you heard it all before falling in
and out of trust; will he forfeit or win.
1-30-2018
Poetry Contest: Eloquent banter; You tease me so nicely -
Sponsored by: Edward McCall
I'd love to run and jump and play
I'd love to climb more trees
But these days my body screams
Oh! My Back ! My Knees !
The soul still longs for youthful bliss
to be so young and strong
We know that isn't the way of things
Old age will come along
This getting old we should not fear
as twilight sings it's tune
But December seems to come so quick
Though we long to stay in June
Out with the old, in with the new
Even if it seems too fast, this we know is true.
(Enjoy the weekend my friends :)
Days go by time does to
Out with the old in with the new
Seconds turns to minutes hours turns to days you have a moment in different ways
Summer spring winter fall
Thru the mist we feel them all
The seasons change just like us
Thunder and lightning makes a fuss
Every day a different a feel
Is it a dream or is it real
Time will come time will go
Joy will come this I know
The wind will blow for no apparent reason
Today's the day for a brand new season
you came into my life like a hurricane
sweeping me off my feet like a broom to sawdust
like magic fingers tickling the ivy's of my heart
making every beat— so— so— sweet...
our love intertwined—grew like a rapid growing vine
pushing old memories away with redeeming renewal
causing us to exhale refreshingly--out with the old—in with the new...
my— the Maker really out-did Himself in saving the best for last
lessons of the past— learned — and sunk— as deep as the depths of Atlantis...
never to interfere with our ascended love that keeps growing over time
while apart-- and unaware -- that one day—those dominos in place would one day be blown into unstoppable action...
there is no denying the forever bond we share
so strong—many live a life-time and can never factually say...
I found my true love...
Out with the old , in with the new
We all subject to change
It would be a shame
If you ain't Grew
Lost
Before I stop blaming the world for things I do
It isn't hard To react when you see
Your demons running loose
You disrespect the God's Law the
ask my kids why they shoot
Hundred round applause
And encores too
As the rain falls the skies still appear blue
The Lord wash away our sins
With the tears of some angels
Is that Charlie's Girl?
Dancing on them poles for strangers
The rain falls down
And she can't say no to paper
She call it sex work but she don't
Sleep with none the players
As the rain falls down you realize
your job don't make much
And she gets booked more than you
Cause your dreams aren't coming true
Now tell me really what you do
As the rain falls down
Brittany Bailey
To create something new,
You must abolish that of the old,
In order for things to grow,
There are seeds for you to sow.
You cannot go from nothing-
To something
In the blink of an eye.
You won’t get from here -
To there if you won’t try.
So let it all out -
Plant something new.
You never know what you can find to be true.
The old year hobbles out - his path an aftermath of blunders.
Glowingly expectant, the new year readies for a grand entrance -
wearing nothing but fresh unstained diapers of naiveté.
For the Sijo Poetry Contest of Rick Parise
Out with the old, in with the new
That is our strategey as regards the universe
Old truths disappear like grass during a brush fire
One dawn follows another
The risk is palpable
We still must be careful to be exacting in our choice of symbols and words
"The Joyous Cosmology" is what we are after
Our eyes gaze upon the stars
We hope there is something out there we can feel a kinship with
We're a small part of eternity
We ride beneath the moon in our small boats
Looking heavenward, we dare to hold our small flag aloft
Guided by love - we face creation with beating hearts
We will refuse to become slaves of fear
Our resolution is strong and our voices ring in the city canyons
A change is surely coming!
Tonight at 12 A.M.2010 will end.
Tomorrow a new year begins.
Out with the old, in with the new.
I hope that 2011 will be a great year for you.
People have resolutions that they want to make.
these resolutions are things that we shouldn't forsake.
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