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Poems About: JULY

In this page, poems on / about “july” are listed.

  • 49.
    View From My Balcony

    away from the cares and tensions and strife,
    away from the burdens and labours of life,
    away from the quibbling, the digs and denials,
    away from the statements, affirmations and trials, read more »

    Arti Chopra
  • 50.
    Young America

    Wee Willie sat a-thinking,
    And he shook his curly head.
    Around him on the nursery floor
    His treasures lay outspread. read more »

    Carolyn Wells
  • 51.
    Poisoned Apples

    Tenth grade teacher, a Mr. Suchandso
    slashed a C minus across her very first poem

    ashamed to be qualified as less than mediocre read more »

    Laurence Overmire
  • 52.
    Maybe The Trees

    Maybe the trees have lost their eyes
    And the wind its wicked wisdom
    The sand sifts through the glass
    Unnoticed read more »

    Laurence Overmire
  • 53.

    A tast of copper in my mouth,
    some creepy visions in my head,
    and chemicals going off like the
    fourth of july, relax says the self read more »

  • 54.
    Fourth of july.

    Join the fun
    its the fourth of july.
    A joy in the air
    no fears, no sighs read more »

    Roy Storey
  • 55.
    Who will save who?

    Worms to toads, toads to snakes,
    Snakes to pigs, pigs to men
    And men to worms are food.
    A concatenated food chain. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 56.
    The 5th of July

    5th of July
    Rise to the Free
    Rise to the nuances within me
    Take your worries, take your needs read more »

    Andrew Horsey
  • 57.
    Sometimes in June

    Last season, it gave me a reason to hope.
    Last time it made me wish for you.
    Now i wish i didnt respond.
    we would have been at stage 0. read more »

    Stella Omoregie
  • 58.
    The Sunny Months

    Poets write of May and June,
    But seldom mention warm July,
    And August is neglected too
    Is this because few words will rhyme? read more »

    Joyce Hemsley
  • 59.

    July sounds fear,
    reminds me of loss,
    a father, a melody full of tears,
    two guiding hands, all gone. read more »

    Laa Finita
  • 60.
    Goose Steps Up My Spine

    millions starved to death:
    missiles fired overhead.

    sea games with seoul read more »

    doug bentley
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