Twelfth Poems - Poems about Twelfth

you never have to chop me open my mind/thoughts splay out readily some version of knowing me, gifted then on and off go gloves/mask til there's no truth or fight left nothing lines up/we're all shouting ...

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Close to the track's end, Jumping over the last hurdle, Hope stands beside us to stitch and mend, Thoughts of unfulfilled desires saddle. Walking through the end's door, A few miles to go across the border, A tick, a tock and more, Each dawn chauffeurs us further. Christmas is here, A time to give and share, Celebrating the birth of God’s son,...

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*Image of Mother and Child by Pixabay. AUDIO: The Twelfth of Never, sung by Johnny Mathis (1956) until the twelfth of never a stranger shares confidences~~wedding day words tendered by a mom 2021 August 05 *1st Place* A Brian Strand 1,2 or 3 line ~~Brian Strand: Judged 2021 August 07...

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O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree How bright and cheery there you be Your twinkling lights so numerous Your chocolate baubles humorous I stand and stare, you’re standing there, With golden tinsel everywhere Your shining star, how bright you are You travelled from so very far These neighbourhoods which have no woods We love our oriental goods So have no fear, we’ll keep you...

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I took a walk in winter And I gazed upon the hills My burdens suddenly lifted And my heart was free of ills Around me swirled the snowflakes Tumultuous as the sea My soul felt lighter and lighter As trembling, I fell to my knees Mind flying with the stars As feelings bounce and ricochet The burning of my breath Is by the cold washed...

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What is the twelfth of never? Where can it be found? Is it at the end of ever? deep within the ground. Does it exist behind the eye? of the endless folds of brain Or is it in the fruitless cry of an infant’s starving pain? What is the twelfth of never? Is it a metaphor or rhyme that speaks only to the clever not to...

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Your music plays till the twelfth of never, I carry grief with your heart forever. I will love you as I do as time flies, Soft songs of spring until forever dies. This muffled place of your death done sever A beat branch to your last breath endeavor. Sublime, vigilance amber sunset rise, Morrow's morning darkness, crush...

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Some say the twelfth of never is an awfully long time Like infinity multiplied many times over by infinity How long it takes to find just the appropriate rhyme When my oldest son will establish a solid identity. A young lad, like me, longed for Christmas in May Wondered if his school days would ever come to an end, The nine...

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I once secured a mortgage loan, never noticing the date on the statement.* ...

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On the thirteenth month on day thirty-three Four and twenty blackbirds sang in a tree In the darkest hour of mid-afternoon The calf of that cow jumped over the moon Little Miss Muffet and her wee little spider Sipped apple strudel and ate apple cider Pregnant again, the old lady who resides in a shoe...

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The Twelfth of Never On the twelfth of never, When I saw the light. Perhaps I was clever, Perhaps I could fight. My life force a lever, Out of my sight. On the twelfth of never, The tunnel was White. I walk forever, In fault of my spite. A heroic endeavor, Extinguished my light. On the twelfth of never, I begin my flight. It lasts forever, A monumental height. My body and...

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Excuse me, but I really don’t have time I can’t stay I hope you don’t mind Silly me, I’m always losing track With your help I might get back By a quarter to the twelfth of never Pardon, could you point me in the right direction Seems I’m at a crossroads, an intersection I’m all turned around, quite lost you see...

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The twelfth of never, ...

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When cheerful daisies fail to bloom in Spring and the buds dry on the vine; when the robin no longer attempts to sing and the rivers turn into brine; when the fireflies of Summer do not glow and the rain can’t reach the earth; when the seven seas cease their ebb and flow and the ship is mired in its berth; when Autumn...

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Thursday March 12th, 2020 The day before Spring break at school. Three of us take forty-two sixty graders all over a college campus. They are thrilled to be out of school. We are all looking forward to tomorrow- Friday the 13th Because it is the last day of school before spring break. Thursday March 12th, 2020 A phone call comes in...

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