Short Syne Poems

the year ends

auld lang syne echoes

into eternity...

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the year ends
auld lang syne my dears..
into eternity...

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Christmas tree twinkles
ornaments shine
we're missing some
tears glisten
when I remember 


12/31/2021...

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I must forget
so as to replace
the face
on the streets,
without contempt.

Start the new
fresh and already accomplished....

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Singing Auld Lang Syne,
Cheering and kissing strangers;
Tomorrow, to work.

Comes in with a cheer;
Intentions, resolutions
Forgotten next year....

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Singing Aud Lang Syne was a fad
Everyone singing was very glad
Thinking of the times that past
Hoping that the good times last
My good thoughts were of my dad...

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missed the big drop,
sensation and confetti,
Auld Lang Syne, champagne,
dear john lavish signature,
promise ring

1/4/2022
Tanka - 4/7/5/7/3...

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New Year Future

Fast-forward, my friend
and New Year’s Eve is over,
let’s sing Auld Lang Syne
as the clock strikes and bells chime
and step into the future....

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There is beauty to be found in December snow,
drifting upon the wind, where gentle breezes blow.
A month of glad tidings; wreaths of holly and pine.
To memories, we sing farewell in 'Auld Lang Syne.'...

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christmas tree on curb
spruce needles, dry, brown
here, there, ornament
broken, on branch
tinsel strands flitter
in cold New Years wind
soon, city truck
department of sanitation
come and carry, take away...

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Herald the new
Auld Lang Syne
Party late
Pile your plate
Your glasses raised.

Now we see
Everyone hugging and kissing
Wishing well.

Yell and make some noise
Everything ends.
Always making, already breaking  
Resolutions....

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New Years Eve,
Old Lang Syne
And all that.
And you may hear
An old lady roaming the midnight streets,
Singing at the top of her voice,
And blowing her hron to her hearts content.
One too many snowballs maybe
But don't worry 
As it's only the Hooting Nanny....

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Happy New  Year!
Time will tell.
What lyes ahead
Come toll the bell.

Kiss your love.
Eat pork and kraut.
Sing "Auld Lang Syne."
Throw troubles out.

Make resolutions.
Add the old.
Pray for peace.
God make us bold.

Happy New Year!
As the bells do call.
Ringing in
New Hope for all....

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On a narrow street of Singalong
  spreads and banners hang along
Wreaths of subjects and icon
  flourish within the alleys of lexicon.

As acid waters plunge, 
  dirt and dust lounge.
Tin roofs clang, rants and rats run.

Not all streets boom with a bang
  Only in the street of auld lang syne....

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Happy New Year!  Time will tell.

What lies ahead.  Come toll the bell

Kiss your love.  Eat pork and kraut.

Sing Auld Lang Syne.  Throw troubles out.

Make resolutions.  Add the old.

Pray for peace.  God make us bold.

Happy New Year!  As the bell does call.

Ringing in,  New hope for all....

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My festive home is looking fine,
With Christmas stockings hanging there,
The Easter bunny in a vase,
And spooky spiders on the chair.

Some birthday cards beside the clock,
A valentine for ‘someone dear’,
A CD playing Auld Lang Syne:
I decorate just once a year.

Jack Horne for Linda-Marie’s Holiday Hearth contest...

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After Christmas time
festivness lingers.
A new year comes as
this year’s final eve
sparkles with fireworks.

Sing Auld Lang Syne
Toast the New Year.
Give somebody
a midnight kiss!

But what if
magic drifts
down to you?

The month’s
swan song. . .

SNOW

Dec. 26, 2019 
for Edward Ibeh's Pick A Title, Vol 12 - Diminished Hexaverse- Poetry Contest...

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Witch in White Sharkskin	
		
They criticize sharkskin as exotic or tacky,
When, in fact, it’s common and fine as warp-knitted wool.
But it gets me reminiscing about what it is I’m missing.
What might possibly fill this dark abyss of mine?
It’s plain that I could sorely use some kind white witching,
That magic you wickedly practice, even just for auld lang syne....

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Tonight, let’s toast to life’s revelries
When fullness of time drips fine wine,
Play on the year’s red-berried stories
Sipping the kindness of Auld Lang Syne!
As this year is now forever gone,
That through all journeys we entwine
Newer the resolve, to right the wrong
To sing of praises, good Auld Lang Syne!




Rock Me Around the Clock 
or Rock Me to Sleep--Rhythm Poems Contest...

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Joyful celebrations herald the New Year
Auld Lang Syne sung with those held dear
New Year resolutions have been made
Upbeat about diet … until you get weighed
All the festivities have now come to an end
Reality hits…Oh the Christmas overspend!
You have twelve months before it begins again.

Birth date - 25th January
Contest Birth Month Acrostic
Sponsor Charlotte Jade Puddifoot
8th August 2015...

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Crisp  laughter reels on  as
Champagne pops.  And dear friends
Croon of   ‘Auld Lang Syne’  to
Cap festive night with thanks.
Chardornay… life's  bubbles ;
Cups toasting new graces--

Cheers! Holiday wine flows!



12.24.2016
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
Pleiades Contest    Andrea Dietrich

*New Year--'Auld Lang Syne' is a classic
song. I hope the sponsor agrees 
it's not archaic*...

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Hours into minutes
As the New Year arrives
Partying, singing " Auld Lang Syne "
People toast to 2010
Young and old unite

New births will grace our world
Endlessly, full of delight
We enter into this New Year

Yonder months ahead
Enjoying life to the full
And
Remembering, resolutions said



My entry into Carol's contest " Happy New Year "




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/poetry-soup-3.php...

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Kitchen catastrophes,
kitty got into the closet
the cat has a key
cold cuts today
no time to cross the equator
in a clapped-out cart.
New Year beer
hob-knobbing with the cousins
from down under.
Skype skipping,
excruciating words
not napping but yapping on.
Kaleidoscopic clips of memories
auld lang syne -ing,
merry making
with the madcap amigos.
Cat nipping,
kitty got out of the closet
she got a key
in me....

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poetry in perpetual motion…can’t stop for Christmas

—quote by me

in holiday style

poems drop like ball
auld lang syne in ecstasy
must i be on amazon?

the crack and pop of fireworks
litany of words
sugar plum fairy retort

the cards i toss on pine tree
i’ll not pen my signature 
skates busy prosing*

12/7/2022
Sponsor: Charles Messina
577 757 775

*writing prose...

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Tomorrow wills can only fall behind us all.

The hard dusk dines
to devour as
the swallow meets the wind.
Do you glide or dive?

and even so,
when the mask of Auld Lang syne
sit upon our bones and bellies-
when new sails offer their bow,
will you decline?

Or can such a garden host
another eternal wilt,?
Where sight is memory,
and searching
for days within days within my hands,
till the end permits no forgiving,
will the grass ever grow?...

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