Short Thirtieth Poems
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L-et the sun March thirtieth
A-im to slowly ascend;
L-ong and lonely night
I-s beginning to
E-nd.
L-et the Thursday morn
A-llow the moon to hide;
G-ive the brand new dawn
O-nce chance to break outside.
V-icious lies are made
E-veryday by the devil;
R-efrain from being deceived,
A-s your hands do God's will.
G-od December thirtieth
A-ims to hold you even more;
C-herish His loving and helping
H-ands that make no
E-rror.
R-aindrops have turned
I-nto a sweet sunny Friday;
Z-enith meets the beacon,
Z-one of mist is taken
A-way.
L-et thirtieth December open
Y-our eyes after the slumber;
N-ight keeps the Thursday,
N-ew dawn is lovely
E-ver.
The present once noted,
is really the past
A thirtieth of a second,
perception if fast
Most people are slower,
the flash that accepts
What our psyche affirms
—now gone and reset
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
G-ood morning sunshine
R-ises you up from slumber;
A-n early beacon is burning,
C-louds are so white
E-ver.
A-s the Almighty God gives
N-othing but grace and delight;
D-awn in thirtieth January
A-ims to share the
L-ight.
E-arly thirtieth January
R-eminds me of your birthday;
I-t's a lovely Monday morn,
K-iss the storm
A-way.
L-et the wind blow softly,
O-cean is calm underneath;
P-ose facing the offing,
E-yes between the sea and the
Z-enith.
M-arch thirtieth day,
E-arly dawn shines above;
R-ise of the sun has come,
C-reating comfort in
Y-our love.
N-ight cold chill has turned
I-nto a warm sunny day;
G-ood morning light appears,
U-sing each and every word I
S-ay.
A-s you call on God in earnest,
L-et Him give you the light;
L-et the morn thirtieth of April
A-im to leave the
N-ight.
B-urning beacon Sunday
A-llows you to do the best;
L-et the Lord hear your prayer,
C-all on God in
E-arnest.
A-s cry turns into eternal bliss,
L-ife will last forever;
L-et the light come shining,
A-llow not tears to fall,
N-ever.
B-eneath the wide blue sky,
A-pril thirtieth makes a promise;
L-oneliness shall disappear,
C-ry turns into
E-ternal bliss.
Sometimes
At three AM
On my fourth redbull and my second coke
When the dumbass on the conveyor belt put the bin in backwards for the thirtieth time and I want to kill him
I watch the bugs gathered ‘round the lightbulb
And think
At least I’ve got more time than them.
K-now all the things around,
R-emain aware of what's going on;
I-dentify the truth from fake,
S-tay focused on your horizon.
T-uesday thirtieth of January,
E-arnestly keep the details you've found;
L-et your mind sense what's happening, know all the things around.
A-ugust thirtieth Wednesday,
R-emain safe and sound;
C-over your life with shield,
E-vildoers roam around.
L-et not your soul be put in risky situation;
I-dentify the danger that causes destruction.
N-ever let the weather turn
I-nclement and dim;
L-et not yourself go
O-ut on a limb.
E-arly light that shines
M-akes you rise from sleep;
M-orning has just made
A-nother promise to keep.
M-ist, haze, and fog
A-re nowhere in view;
R-ed rays from above
C-ancel the gray and blue.
I-n thirtieth day November, new dawn starts to break;
A-llow the crimson to wipe and dry the tears from ache.
M-aker's helping hand
I-s felt during danger;
C-oming to rescue you,
H-olding you to deliver.
E-ternal's helping hand
L-ets the risk fade away;
L-etting you evade the hazard,
E-arly thirtieth of May.
C-old chilling raindrops
A-re bringing fret from flood;
C-oncern is shown by
H-elping hand
O-f God.
E-arly break of dawn
L-ets the beacon appear;
E-vening shadows fade,
T-wilight is no longer
H-ere.
B-ehold the break of dawn,
O-pen your eyes and look,
N-ew morn has broken,
C-omforting the saddest nook.
A-pril thirtieth Sunday,
L-onely dusk is gone;
E-ach cloud turns white,
S-ee the break of dawn.
R-each and touch the zenith
O-ctober thirtieth day;
Y-our moment has come as you get out of gray.
M-ake it high toward zenith
A-fter the rain has gone;
N-ew morn that breaks
Z-ealously meets the dawn.
A-llow the beacon to rise,
N-ow that you aim underneath;
O-pen your wings to soar, reach and touch the zenith.
M-orning March thirtieth
A-ims to meet the Thursday;
R-ise of the sun begins,
R-ugged wind fades away.
E-vening shadows vanish into the dark of night;
N-ew dawn has broken, after the lonely twilight.
B-eautiful beacon shines,
U-sing the flame of light;
A-iming to brighten the day,
D-ark disappears
O-utright.
R-ise of the sun begins,
E-ndorsing a fine weather;
G-leams are shining bright,
I-n thirtieth day November.
N-ew dawn has broken, bringing beauty and promise;
A-llow your eyes to see the view of a glorious bliss.
P-ure heart and clear mind
A-re in your character;
U-nnoticed but you are
L-ovely and awesome
E-ver.
J-anuary thirtieth morn
E-rases the gray and blue;
L-et the shadows fade,
L-et the dark depart from
Y-ou.
A-llow the Sunday to pass,
L-etting Monday light shine;
F-ill your heart with mirth,
A-nd thrill to your mind.
N-ew dawn brings warmth
T-o the wide skyway;
E-levate your every step, as you use the stairway.
K-iss the night goodbye,
E-nding the blue and gray;
N-ew dawn has broken,
N-ovember thirtieth day.
I-n the wide lane above, hangs a burning beacon;
A-iming to bathe your heart with warm ray in crimson.
E-arly light in the morning
M-akes your life feel fine;
A-llowing your mind to think
N-othing but of sunshine.
F-rom the steep mountain,
R-iver is next to cross;
A-lthough it's difficult,
N-o way you'll be at a loss.
K-ind weather has turned
I-nto a rugged wind;
E-arly thirtieth of May, your faith and hope don't end.
P-ouring rain in torrents
I-s causing a flood of water;
G-od will keep you safe,
A-s you cross the
R-iver.
M-arch thirtieth Thursday
I-s truly fair and better;
K-ind weather stays fine,
E-arly morn gets warmer.
E-vening chill disappears,
S-taying away from your birth;
C-rimson sun has caused
A-nother bunch of million mirth.
S-ad and alone twilight turns into a new dawn;
O-nce the dusk has ended, blue sky meets the beacon.
R-each the heavenly bliss,
A-s you dream of the glorious view;
N-o more crying time,
N-ew life is in store for
Y-ou.
B-lissful abode in heaven
A-ims to make you stay;
B-elieving in the Almighty,
A-pril thirtieth Sunday.
R-emain on the right track,
A-iming not to go amiss;
N-ever lose your focus, reach the heavenly bliss.
M-iss not the message,
I-n spite of the shallow lines;
A-llow your heart to know nothing but the good signs.
S-o miss not the message,
A-llow your mind to remember;
N-ever forget the meaning,
T-he thirtieth of September.
O-pen your life to idea about the deepest knowledge;
S-earch for the thought, miss not the message.
M-ake it a good habit,
A-lways pray to the Father;
Y-our voice shall be heard,
A-nd you shall feel much better.
L-et's make it a good habit,
U-sing the prayer's power;
C-all on the Almighty,
E-very hour, everywhere.
R-egardless of the season, open your soul and spirit;
O-n the thirtieth of May, make it a good habit.