Christmas September Poems

Ushering our country toward vibrant Christmas festive zest

September echoes jubilant carols, expressing, “Be blest”

Midst triumphant birthday greetings for dear Brother with God’s best*.

(Rhyming Sijo)

*3John 1:2...

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This time of the year
when the cannas sadly droop,
Ma is saving kitchen scraps
from recent repasts
for a hearty winter soup,
and decorations go up.

Too early I think
with...

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autumn is peeking
apples for picking~baking
leaves for the raking

 

Date Written: 8/21/2022
Note: Haiku Rhyme...

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In our country’s 
calendar of events
September is replete with 
pursuits worth enumerating 
reminding me to bask in meaningful
involvements, optimizing God-granted strength
midst pressure, propelled by blissful...

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September is in the air                    ...

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Daddy you entered this life
One September day
As a cute little boy
With your siblings you did play

Many years later
When I finally came along
Adopted, I may have...

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When I was a kid Christmas shopping was from a catalog.
Store shopping started after Thanksgiving in the sixties
In the seventies I was too poor to...

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S eptember is for me

E leven cute flying bees

P ick the fruit from the big green tree

T he sunflowers need to flee

E verything to be...

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You
                   Are my
    ...

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Today, my cat died that I had for nearly six years.
When I found her dead, it brought me to tears.
Animals always bring plenty of joy.
I...

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First comes Spring, with daisies and Easter eggs, 
And little girls running around wearing their Sunday best.
My peony's start blooming, followed by
long walks with my...

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I wanted something different;something off the cusp
            No thinking;from heart to pen,so it is...

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Dedicated to my son Dustin

It’s been since Christmas of 2013
Since I’ve seen his goofy smile
Still
Every day I drag on farther
Trying to stay strong so that...

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Feb-ru-ary –
Snow-white blossom,
Winter hedgerow shining.

Now September –
Hedgerow harvest:
Sloe-black, slow, black,
Black fruit with purple bloom.

Sloe gin, slow, gin,
Let the alchemy begin.
Blackthorn, black fruit,
Steeped in finest London...

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When dusk doth' fall
Upon winter's cool cold face
    It appears' within reason
          ...

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