Birthday Poems
#birthday
Birthday poems, poetry about important milestones in life, coming of age and celebrating birthdays with family, friends and loved ones. Birthday poems about love, friendship, celebration and excess. Birthday poetry which reflects upon the past year of our lives.
cabcool
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 9:33pm
9th Oct 2024 9:33pm
October Poems 2024 >> october nights
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 10
october nights
october nights are steamy rendezvous
wherein some men, impassioned by stiff booze,
forfeit their balance on the dancing floors
of candle-lighted dens and abattoirs.
october nights are oft a masquerade
for damsels dimpled by demure charade,
whose airs are lofty as the shingled roof
that, in the cutting wind, stands not foolproof.
october nights are pizza feasting days,
when crusts and fillings appetites amaze, ...
October 10
october nights
october nights are steamy rendezvous
wherein some men, impassioned by stiff booze,
forfeit their balance on the dancing floors
of candle-lighted dens and abattoirs.
october nights are oft a masquerade
for damsels dimpled by demure charade,
whose airs are lofty as the shingled roof
that, in the cutting wind, stands not foolproof.
october nights are pizza feasting days,
when crusts and fillings appetites amaze, ...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #SelfDiscovery
#LifeCycle #SelfDiscovery
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cabcool
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 9:52pm
8th Oct 2024 9:52pm
October Poems 2024 >> this momentary wonder
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 09
this momentary wonder
i thank God for the breath, quick, in my body;
the thoughts that ruminate my fertile mind;
the opportunities that make me worthy
to linger on the sight side of the blind.
i thank God for the sunshine and the roses,
painting the earth with chiaroscuro life,
that when the plight of death his talons closes,
there is safe shelter from the savage strife.
i thank God for the birds that bring their anthems,
in spite of weather,...
October 09
this momentary wonder
i thank God for the breath, quick, in my body;
the thoughts that ruminate my fertile mind;
the opportunities that make me worthy
to linger on the sight side of the blind.
i thank God for the sunshine and the roses,
painting the earth with chiaroscuro life,
that when the plight of death his talons closes,
there is safe shelter from the savage strife.
i thank God for the birds that bring their anthems,
in spite of weather,...
#birthday
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
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cabcool
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 7:38am
8th Oct 2024 7:38am
October Poems 2024 >> the flicker of my flame
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 08
the flicker of my flame
the plans i’ve planned have withered in my hands,
upon whose page have raged my shattered dreams;
my golden hopes have slithered, like quicksands,
out of my grasp, into the cracks and seams
of circumstance. if i could dance again
upon young rocks whose shocks my spirit spurred,
or hoola-hoop across the vast terrain,
where danger and adventure lines are blurred:
might not then i my filigree again
replenish well, with...
October 08
the flicker of my flame
the plans i’ve planned have withered in my hands,
upon whose page have raged my shattered dreams;
my golden hopes have slithered, like quicksands,
out of my grasp, into the cracks and seams
of circumstance. if i could dance again
upon young rocks whose shocks my spirit spurred,
or hoola-hoop across the vast terrain,
where danger and adventure lines are blurred:
might not then i my filigree again
replenish well, with...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#LifeGoals
#LifeStruggles
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cabcool
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 3:47am
7th Oct 2024 3:47am
October Poems 2024 >> the countdown
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 07
the countdown
oneself must be abased in one’s own true eyes,
lest one should plummet swiftly from one’s blue skies.
twos days are opportune for dialoguing,
where oneself self-destructs on monologuing
treetops are ripe three-stops for those who journey
with friends, for one may need a rare attorney
to say, not left, nor right, but through the valley,
whose destination boasts a grand finale
four ever-young, the heart transformed by mercy, ...
October 07
the countdown
oneself must be abased in one’s own true eyes,
lest one should plummet swiftly from one’s blue skies.
twos days are opportune for dialoguing,
where oneself self-destructs on monologuing
treetops are ripe three-stops for those who journey
with friends, for one may need a rare attorney
to say, not left, nor right, but through the valley,
whose destination boasts a grand finale
four ever-young, the heart transformed by mercy, ...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #wisdom
#LifeCycle #wisdom
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cabcool
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 4:59pm
6th Oct 2024 4:59pm
October Poems 2024 >> october passions: was it because i loved my love so much?
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 06
october passions: was it because i loved my love so much?
dark night, why do you ink my heart with gloom,
where light has been my meat by day and night?
your silences my appetite consume,
your bread of bitterness in every bite.
nor moon, nor star, nor meteor, nor flash,
to tease me with one flickering ray of hope;
nor stone on which my head fate does not bash;
nor noose that does not hang me with his rope.
was it because i loved my...
October 06
october passions: was it because i loved my love so much?
dark night, why do you ink my heart with gloom,
where light has been my meat by day and night?
your silences my appetite consume,
your bread of bitterness in every bite.
nor moon, nor star, nor meteor, nor flash,
to tease me with one flickering ray of hope;
nor stone on which my head fate does not bash;
nor noose that does not hang me with his rope.
was it because i loved my...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #passion
#LifeCycle #passion
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cabcool
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 5:14am
6th Oct 2024 5:14am
October Poems 2024 >> october praise
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 05
october praise
a day of rest and gladness for my soul,
no toil of earth attendant on my breast,
i lie awake and watch the sunlight roll
out of the east, to kiss the mountain crest.
i hear a joyful sparrow court the morn
with airs he has rehearsed the whole night long;
his tremolos the concert hall adorn,
their latitude resplendent with glad song.
the pine trees worship, stately, in their march
to fetch pine cones above the...
October 05
october praise
a day of rest and gladness for my soul,
no toil of earth attendant on my breast,
i lie awake and watch the sunlight roll
out of the east, to kiss the mountain crest.
i hear a joyful sparrow court the morn
with airs he has rehearsed the whole night long;
his tremolos the concert hall adorn,
their latitude resplendent with glad song.
the pine trees worship, stately, in their march
to fetch pine cones above the...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 10:17am
5th Oct 2024 10:17am
slight change of plans...
we had a plan
reservations made
in the works for months
bringing your sweetie to you
she made a bucket list
& you were at the top
a homecoming...of sorts
revisit all the old haunts
going to Morey's & get your favorite fish
those special cheeses you always used to get
A&W with New York Vanilla ice cream floats
just like the old days...in better times
before everything changed in life
we were coming...I swear
but the universe had other ideas
so we had to pivot quickly
result of...
reservations made
in the works for months
bringing your sweetie to you
she made a bucket list
& you were at the top
a homecoming...of sorts
revisit all the old haunts
going to Morey's & get your favorite fish
those special cheeses you always used to get
A&W with New York Vanilla ice cream floats
just like the old days...in better times
before everything changed in life
we were coming...I swear
but the universe had other ideas
so we had to pivot quickly
result of...
#birthday
#father
#IMissYou
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cabcool
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 8:19am
4th Oct 2024 8:19am
October Poems 2024 >> love and let live
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 03
love and let live
ambassador of forest, flow’r, and stream,
and bird with sweet songs, wooing wise the wind,
i am a delegate of high esteem,
whose gazette leaves no natural source behind.
if you would move a mountain or a tree,
or freak a feather from a floating wing,
i give judicial judgement, senza fee,
that you may know the measure of my zing:
my parliament, convenient couch to none
who stirs the sleeping lion out of turn,
or aggravates...
October 03
love and let live
ambassador of forest, flow’r, and stream,
and bird with sweet songs, wooing wise the wind,
i am a delegate of high esteem,
whose gazette leaves no natural source behind.
if you would move a mountain or a tree,
or freak a feather from a floating wing,
i give judicial judgement, senza fee,
that you may know the measure of my zing:
my parliament, convenient couch to none
who stirs the sleeping lion out of turn,
or aggravates...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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cabcool
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2024 8:51pm
3rd Oct 2024 8:51pm
October Poems 2024 >> the leap of faith
A Poem for Each Day of the Month in Which I was Born
October 02
the leap of faith
sweet wednesday morn, hopeful, by light of day,
to maximise from minimum its charm,
teach me to fashion wisdom from my clay.
and could i to a blade of grass bring harm,
knowing how delicate and brief his hour,
what, then, could my sobriety defend,
when foxes my own soul seek to devour?
the ebon shades of night may yet portend
a spirit of delusion and regret,
but youthful verve bears buffer in its chide ...
October 02
the leap of faith
sweet wednesday morn, hopeful, by light of day,
to maximise from minimum its charm,
teach me to fashion wisdom from my clay.
and could i to a blade of grass bring harm,
knowing how delicate and brief his hour,
what, then, could my sobriety defend,
when foxes my own soul seek to devour?
the ebon shades of night may yet portend
a spirit of delusion and regret,
but youthful verve bears buffer in its chide ...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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cabcool
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2024 8:22pm
3rd Oct 2024 8:22pm
October Poems 2024 >> unfettered
A Poem for Each Day of the Month in Which I was Born
October 01
unfettered
october morn, the dawning of the age,
flush falling leaves and chilly weather spar
for pride of place with sentinel and sage.
oktoberfested images bizarre
of hallowentine masks and secret charms,
pieces of eight, yet tentative, yet blind,
yet hesitant to trigger false alarms.
fair evidence of spring not hard to find,
where white light, kissing hard the southern sphere,
slants more autumnal where the north winds blow, ...
October 01
unfettered
october morn, the dawning of the age,
flush falling leaves and chilly weather spar
for pride of place with sentinel and sage.
oktoberfested images bizarre
of hallowentine masks and secret charms,
pieces of eight, yet tentative, yet blind,
yet hesitant to trigger false alarms.
fair evidence of spring not hard to find,
where white light, kissing hard the southern sphere,
slants more autumnal where the north winds blow, ...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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EleazarSwan
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 6:42pm
2nd Oct 2024 6:42pm
Twenty-nine plus One
Throughout my life, and dare I say,
Throughout the life of many people
You learn a bit, though day-by-day
That God does not need church or steeple
‘Tis us! Tis us that needs the show:
The marbled halls, the colored glass
The Doric columns, the hope of Rome;
All vying for the very last;
Now think of God: what comes to mind?
What ears grow open to the blind?
What thinks the thinker?
What thinks the youth who yearns for truth?
What thinks the aged who’s heard it all?
What think the one who doesn’t know;
Or...
Throughout the life of many people
You learn a bit, though day-by-day
That God does not need church or steeple
‘Tis us! Tis us that needs the show:
The marbled halls, the colored glass
The Doric columns, the hope of Rome;
All vying for the very last;
Now think of God: what comes to mind?
What ears grow open to the blind?
What thinks the thinker?
What thinks the youth who yearns for truth?
What thinks the aged who’s heard it all?
What think the one who doesn’t know;
Or...
#birthday
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 1:45pm
26th Sep 2024 1:45pm
This Is Where Reality Kicks In
Dad
had gone
over to
Judy's place in
order to drive her
back home for her birthday
celebration. But when he
got there, his eyes had grown wide at
the sight of his baby girl naked
and being humped by some guy in bed.
had gone
over to
Judy's place in
order to drive her
back home for her birthday
celebration. But when he
got there, his eyes had grown wide at
the sight of his baby girl naked
and being humped by some guy in bed.
#birthday
#daughter
#fiction
#home
#sex
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