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
15th Oct 2024 6:40am
15th Oct 2024 6:40am
October Poems 2024 >> oft when i would be dead
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 15
oft when i would be dead
oft when i would be sad,
i find a launching pad
for vistas new, of happiness
robust and myriad.
oft when i would be blind,
an epithet i find,
that gives my iamb just a glimpse
of vision redefined.
oft when i would be lonely,
i find the one and only
alternative for comradeship
among the poor and lowly.
oft when i would be mute,
i find a parachute
that navigates my silenced...
October 15
oft when i would be dead
oft when i would be sad,
i find a launching pad
for vistas new, of happiness
robust and myriad.
oft when i would be blind,
an epithet i find,
that gives my iamb just a glimpse
of vision redefined.
oft when i would be lonely,
i find the one and only
alternative for comradeship
among the poor and lowly.
oft when i would be mute,
i find a parachute
that navigates my silenced...
#birthday
#courage
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#strength
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cabcool
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 10:50pm
13th Oct 2024 10:50pm
October Poems 2024 >> though oft i un-fête her tight bonds
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 14
though oft i un-fête her tight bonds
a Wedding Anniversary Poem for Odessa
my wife is a treasure;
my life gains sheer measure
from latitude bound in her breast.
both morning and night time
regaling my flight time,
she ferries my soul to the crest
of treacherous mountains,
past lecherous dead-ends
contending to chagrin my joy.
her sweet, gentle spirit
has healing balm in it,
whose steadfast supplies never cloy.
...
October 14
though oft i un-fête her tight bonds
a Wedding Anniversary Poem for Odessa
my wife is a treasure;
my life gains sheer measure
from latitude bound in her breast.
both morning and night time
regaling my flight time,
she ferries my soul to the crest
of treacherous mountains,
past lecherous dead-ends
contending to chagrin my joy.
her sweet, gentle spirit
has healing balm in it,
whose steadfast supplies never cloy.
...
#anniversary
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
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cabcool
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 2:35pm
13th Oct 2024 2:35pm
October Poems 2024 >> when hunger no longer finds pity
October Poems 2024
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 13
when hunger no longer finds pity
my bongo plays Congo,
Palestine is all mine:
the war is a scar, singular
to people whose feeble
outcrying, while dying,
touches earth's perpendicular.
when hunger no longer
finds pity, the city,
of cruelty, fashions a feast;
when borders, by orders,
jab braces in faces,
what little is left for the least!
young babies with rabies,
hounded and...
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 13
when hunger no longer finds pity
my bongo plays Congo,
Palestine is all mine:
the war is a scar, singular
to people whose feeble
outcrying, while dying,
touches earth's perpendicular.
when hunger no longer
finds pity, the city,
of cruelty, fashions a feast;
when borders, by orders,
jab braces in faces,
what little is left for the least!
young babies with rabies,
hounded and...
#birthday
#children
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#war
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cabcool
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 5:36am
13th Oct 2024 5:36am
October Poems 2024 >> the measure of a man
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 12
the measure of a man
an ounce short here, an ounce short there: no one
shall notice that my measure has a dent.
there's no more guilt; i am self-confident
no one is hurt by these small gains i've won.
and what are words when, fluid on the tongue,
they mix and mingle slightly out of turn?
just like the wind, they pause not where they burn:
who knows not truth knows naught whence lies have sprung.
the...
October 12
the measure of a man
an ounce short here, an ounce short there: no one
shall notice that my measure has a dent.
there's no more guilt; i am self-confident
no one is hurt by these small gains i've won.
and what are words when, fluid on the tongue,
they mix and mingle slightly out of turn?
just like the wind, they pause not where they burn:
who knows not truth knows naught whence lies have sprung.
the...
#birthday
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeCycle
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cabcool
Poem Published
11th Oct 2024 9:09pm
11th Oct 2024 9:09pm
October Poems 2024 >> unrequited love
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 11
unrequited love
i am inclined, on impulse, to complain,
yet knowing i must be thankful once again:
it’s worse to be forgotten but not gone,
than gone and be forgotten with the dawn.
among the sweetest words i’ve ever heard
are those you’ve just upon my heart conferred.
caution is wisdom, though it bruise the soul:
swell oceans, where hot tears cannot console.
your eloquence could stand before a jury
and shatter my petition...
October 11
unrequited love
i am inclined, on impulse, to complain,
yet knowing i must be thankful once again:
it’s worse to be forgotten but not gone,
than gone and be forgotten with the dawn.
among the sweetest words i’ve ever heard
are those you’ve just upon my heart conferred.
caution is wisdom, though it bruise the soul:
swell oceans, where hot tears cannot console.
your eloquence could stand before a jury
and shatter my petition...
#birthday
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#rejection
#UnrequitedLove
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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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