Short Twelfth Poems
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Twelve
A writer of flowery verse
Thought Shakespeare was much too terse.
Feeling that Twelfth Night
Could use a rewrite,
He made it a whole lot worse.
There no longer staggers "The Broken Man",
A higher power called upon his number,
On June Twelfth, fate rendered him a found man;
Long last a tired body found its slumber.
May twelfth of 1883
smitten newlyweds traveled to Philadelphia
she was enamored and amazed by the electric lights
he was enamored and amazed by his new wife’s beauty and grace
pretending retreat
children’s laws meant to protect
but one’s act must be refined
thus lights turned back on
and practice, practice, practice
Until the Twelfth of Never
Mortimer found school to be a great big bore
Finished twelfth grade, couldn't take any more
Didn't want 'nine-to-five'
How would he ever thrive
Mort's smart ~ Opened up a cannabis store
On The Corner
Ye Olde Shoppe still stands on twelfth street
surviving despite the box stores.
The owners never miss a beat
always willing to hand out treats
to children who come through the doors.
R-emember twelfth September
E-very once in a year;
Z-estful celebration shares with complete cheer.
J-ubilate the big day
O-n the morn up-and-comer;
Y-ou're headed for fame, remember twelfth September.
W-ith a key of love,
I-t's a world without anger;
L-et March twelfth Sunday
D-rive you to be meek
E-ver.
E-xpect your heart to usher,
L-eading you to sky above;
L-et your clean hand hold
O-n the key of love.
J-ust get up from bed,
O-n Monday, open your eyes;
Y-ou can see the beacon rising up toward the skies.
L-et the wide blue lane
A-nd the bright zenith wait;
D-ay twelfth of December,
A-nother new morn is
G-reat.
B-eacon begins to rise,
E-arly in the morning light;
A-nother dusk disappears,
N-ew flame leaves the
N-ight.
A-t dawn twelfth of May,
S-hadows pass from eyes;
I-t's a beautiful daybreak,
S-unlight begins to rise.
M-orning twelfth February
E-rases the twilight;
A-fter the dusk is gone,
N-ew dawn replaces the
N-ight.
G-o to the Jurassic Park,
O-ne reptile is left alone;
M-illion years ago he lived,
E-njoy the dinosaur
Z-one.
L-ove's touch is neverending,
A-lways giving a favor;
N-othing wrong is made,
I-t truly makes no
E-rror.
M-onday twelfth of June
A-ims to meet the sky above;
G-od is there to share
N-everending touch
O-f love.
I-t's the day's x-factor,
R-ising sun warms the wind;
E-arly Wednesday April twelfth,
N-ight chill comes to an
E-nd.
F-lames from the fire
E-rase the dark of horror;
L-et the beacon begin,
I-t's the day's
X-factor.
J-anuary twelfth early morn,
O-ne beacon begins to ascend;
Y-our birthday has come,
C-old chill, mist, and haze
E-nd.
L-et Thursday dawn break,
A-fter the Wednesday night;
R-aindrops and shadows
A-re nowhere in sight.
C-old chill January twelfth
H-as faded into the night;
R-aindrop of the evening
I-s nowhere in
S-ight.
A-n early morn has broken,
S-unrise warms the weather;
A-nother darkness has just
D-isappeared into thin
A-ir.
J-anuary twelfth early morn
O-pen the day with light;
Y-our birthday has come, as Thursday sets things aright.
P-ouring rain and cold chill
A-re both nowhere in sight;
B-eautiful beacon's rays
O-bliterate the long
N-ight.
Stop it!
I’m exhausted by you
Always complaining, never supporting yourself
Stop it!
I’m overworked by you
Never being grateful, but expecting the help
Really!
I know it’s not your fault
Now pick yourself up, I will see you on the twelfth
Sir Toby Belch
was an Englishman, not Irish or Scottish or Welsh!
He could be a notorious flirt
but, deep down, was just a fun-loving extrovert.
(William Shakespeare's famous comic character from The Merry Wives of Windsor and Twelfth Night)
S-tart of the New Age
A-ims to upgrade everything;
M-odernization has begun to keep inventions coming.
V-ision of the discoverers
I-s aimed at the knowledge;
S-tate-of-the-art devices see the day,
D-ecember twelfth shares the New
A-ge.
C-elebrating your birth
H-as opened the day with light;
R-ise of the beacon Thursday
I-s wonderful in
S-ight.
A-fter the twilight is gone,
S-hining dawn denies the sorrow;
A-n early morn twelfth January
D-rives itself to keep
A-glow.
M-agnanimous zeal within
E-nhances the ray of light;
A-iming to show spiritual courage,
N-ot fearing the dark of
N-ight.
G-reat vigor ends sluggishness
O-r lethargy that you feel;
M-onday February twelfth,
E-mploy a magnanimous
Z-eal.
R-ed, yellow, or white,
O-range and other colors may be;
S-weet fragrance fills the air,
E-ndorsing the wonder and beauty.
M-emorable birthday to remember,
A crimson in one lovely flower
Y-ields not in the month of May but this twelfth November.
N-ight chill is about over,
O-ne beacon warms the cold wind;
R-ise of the sun will begin,
I-nclement weather will
E-nd.
N-ew dawn leaves the dusk
O-n twelfth November light;
N-ever let your life be dark,
A-s the day replaces the
N-ight.
to get a high school diploma you must be able to read at a twelfth grade level
this was in 1952
In 1972 we were told “an eleventh grade level is good enough”.
Today reading at a ninth grade level means that you graduate.
I heard that at a seminar this morning.