Best July Poems

News
heard through
the grapevine
when a heatwave
threatened July’s joy
a baby girl was born
against all odds (while on air
Phil Collins sang to make a point)
tears ran down a...

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July Fog

Fog
Slinks in,
Cloaks dawn’s smile
In July gloom
With platinum gauze ~
A foggy summer breath
Glistens on rows of sweet corn,
Kisses the vegetable garden,
As crickets chirp and bumblebees...

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No doubt that July is a beautiful summer month
It is the year's best month is named after Julius Caesar himself

Summer raindrops pierced by sunbeams
Just think...

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Creamsicle sky melts in July       
and drips down on our souls renewed.
From midsummer’s unstifled sigh,
creamsicle sky melts in July....

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Walking through gardens
Feeling your presence beside me
Strangers passing by, lost in the darkness
I see the reflection of the city lights in your eyes like stars...

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This 4th Of July

To my fellow Americans, 
during this 4th of July.
I have a thought.. . Here's why…

When we salute our flag
 ever so grand.
Our...

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magnificent sky

                       ...

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What can I say that I haven’t said before
What can I recite to tell how much more
You mean to my world
How that I’ve never felt...

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Happy Birthday America, we salute you.
On this day, the 4th of July.
Bright colors of red, white, and blue.
Everywhere to celebrate and glorify.

Years pass, you have...

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Weep not your grief, when July says goodbye

Of the massive dark rain clouds, we seek shelter

Sing the melody without the words, a rainbow shines

It remains...

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Helga Deen  (1925-1943)   (Sentanka)

Mit achtzehn ermordet
Helga Deen im KZ Sobibór
Nur Tagebuch und Briefe

War alles was von ihr blieb
Ihr Andenken aber bleibt 


Murdered...

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look a rain drop see
falling from the sky
it'll hit the ground
wave your hand buh-bye

up there in the sky
right now it's high
falling from above
is it going...

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Last July I was going west,                                      ...

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The dervish whirls—
deserts fable
over candles,
atop mantle fires,
wings for life.

Salient, a moth
labors over no lands,
exists in The Great,
extends her wings 
to The Wide,
middle-age night

to flutter near...

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My old friend Gettysburg came to visit me tonight.                ...

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