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Saturday Poems - Poems about Saturday

Premium Member Saturday musings
Saturday musings~~ The dance of seeming opponents which separation makes apparent~ may suggest the end of the gold sought in separation~ Blood flows apparently and does not~ without not the flow is lost~ Nothing cannot be named but the naming of something may seem good enough~ Everything is incalculable even something~ consequently not knowing is free to know and not know~ Doing is the suggestion for progress~ working on a path to the better~ it appears that way~ Faulty are all words in expressing the inexpressible~ the prison bars of confinement and freedom~ Clockwork seems...

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Categories: saturday, beauty, bible, happiness, words,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Saturday morning Routines
Saturday Morning Routines** The familiar smell of wood smoke slowly filled my bedroom, wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. Through my window, I caught sight of the warm, flickering lights from the flambeau, casting dancing shadows on the walls. It was in that moment that I knew it was time to leave the warmth of...

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Categories: saturday, allusion, care, missing you,
Form: Narrative



Premium Member Sun-Shiny Saturday
Somewhat seem Spellbound, by the subtle and soft... surrounding sounds, and the sensational surreal, spectacular scenery, somewhere on the south side... of- "San Salvador" Sunbathing in silence... on the sandy seashore's shoreline, and sulking up the sunrays, in the scorching yet soothing and self-satisfying, sublime... sun!...

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Categories: saturday, sun,
Form: Alliteration
Lawn Care
The sun is high in the summer sky And no clouds to be seen The grass is high neath the summer sky And growing tall and green The mower starts with growling roar And cuts through swaths of fescue This mowing proves a sweaty chore And soon I beg for rescue My lawn’s expanse appears to grow The longer that I labor Seems to expand...

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Categories: saturday, fantasy, funny, garden, humorous,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Saturday, We Hid
We watched him die, He was nailed up high, Alive for hours, Before the sky turned black; Thunder rolled, Lightning flashed, It is finished, was the cry That came final from his lips; He died, we cried, we ran and hid; He was taken and laid in a tomb, Borrowed from a friend, Laid there,...

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Categories: saturday, bereavement, christian, death, easter,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Saturday With Frank O'Hara
Mid Autumn, Saturday 6.30am and daybreak is slowly climbing over the back fence. Frank O'Hara's poetry is still echoing in my head from reading it last night as I cook breakfast of bacon and eggs. Later I walk up the street to the chemist to get my blood pressure pills and as I walk, compile arguments against Postmodernism and recognise that the notion...

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Categories: saturday, autumn, poetry, tribute,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Saturday like no other
i'm in a muppet mood today ~ suffering from a persisting hangover i woke up silly stuffed and wabbly goofy looney and scatterbrained with bulging eyes and a bad hairday even my voice sounded bizarre AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on April 12, 2025...

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Categories: saturday, humorous, morning, silly,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Saturday
Saturday A sad rain teases the windows Spring worms wriggle gleefully Robins do a wing shake flash dance Wet squirrels shake their tails The cat paws at the litter box Dogs in tiny raincoats hide their faces The garden Buddha stoically drips I ponder the rings of my coffee cup Saturday ...

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Categories: saturday, rain,
Form: Free verse
Saturday Musing
Route 66 The death of the road — the birth of a dream (The New Room: April, 2025) Live More If you’re light on experience your writing will suffer Like clay to the sculptor — or drummer to the band (Dreamsleep: April, 2025) ...

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Categories: saturday, muse,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Ides of March
‘Beware the Ides of March.‘ (Julius Caesar, Act 1, Scene 2) a week from Saturday is the Ides of March perhaps I will stay home by myself better keep an eye on the dogs though they might have heard of Julius and get some strange ideas ...

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Categories: saturday, humorous,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Saturn on Saturday Night
This rink ranks right up there. My power skates, slice each ring, the scent of ice assails my nose. Funny in the absence of air, I breathe. It must be a dream. I don’t care. The wind of Saturn blows through my hair. No wind, you say, but I will believe what this dream gifts to me. Can’t believe I’ve made it this...

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Categories: saturday, planet, princess, sports,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Lucky Day
Lucky Day As luck would have it I: put on the last pair of clean pants spilled cereal on them realized I was late for a meeting ran through a stop sign did not see the state trooper sitting there got a hefty fine rolled into an empty parking lot fell into a pile of mulch ran into the office found out that it was Saturday in...

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Categories: saturday, humor,
Form: List
Premium Member Banned Book Club -II
Best seller “Gone Girl” a novel by Gillian Flynn Riddles, my wife loved games of amusement I never found out the clue of why she had gone missing, accuse me? I was spent on our anniversary Under mysterious circumstances Nothing is what it seems Nick and Amy’s duality Identity, masculinity For once...

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Categories: saturday, america, books, freedom,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member thin fractures
Thoughts can be thin fractures in the order of things. Sometimes my dorm room seems a sterile sarcophagus, like an accusation, or an interrogation about my romantic choices, with nothing warm or inviting there. Sometimes I’ve just got to get out. Leong and I decided to go to ‘Toads Place’—a bar right across the street from campus. Still,...

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Categories: saturday, drink, forgiveness, integrity, morning,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Saturday
Simply enjoying A slower pace Taking time Until my tea is gone Resting and being Dramatically quiet Adjusting intensity Yearning for rest...

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Categories: saturday, day,
Form: Acrostic

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