June 2005 is the five year anniversary of the debut of Battle Pope.
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My Unhappy Anniversary
You ask me, how am I?
Well I'm still standing, aren't I?
That's something, that's one thing , that's gone my way
It's so hard, to go out, like everything ok now
When inside, I still cry for yesterday
This is my unhappy anniversary! !
But I lie, saying it's just another day
This is my unhappy anniversary! !
I know it's so stupid to feel brokenhearted
I wonder if you know just how much I hurt
I drink up and think up a toast to numb the hours
To get through without you is so hard today
Cause it's unhappy anniversary! !
And now it's near midnight, a few minutes and I
Return to get back to my former life
Pretending our ending was not so bad, I know that
It's time to escape you until next year
When it's unhappy anniversary! !
This is my unhappy anniversary
But I smile like it's just another day
It's just my unhappy anniversary
poem by Vivek Khanna
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Unhappy Anniversary
You ask me, how am i?
Well Im still standing, arent i?
Thats something, thats one thing thats gone my way
Its so hard, to go out, like everything ok now
When inside, I still cry for yesterday
1:
This is my unhappy anniversary
But I lie, saying its just another day
This is my unhappy anniversary, oh
I know its so stupid to feel brokenhearted
I wonder if you know just how much I hurt
I drink up and think up a toast to numb the hours
To get through without you is so hard today
Cause its
Repeat 1
And now its near midnight, a few minutes and i
Return to get back to my former life
Pretending our ending was not so bad, I know that
Its time to escape you until next year
When its
Repeat 1
This is my unhappy anniversary
But I smile like its just another day
Its just my unhappy anniversary
Its just my unhappy anniversary
song performed by by Vitamin C
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A Happy Anniversary Kind Of Love
I want a happy anniversary kind of love
I don’t want a fall in love at first sight kind of love
I don’t want a puppy love kind of love
I don’t want an only in my dream kind of love
I want a happy anniversary kind of love
I want a look into your eyes
And know you will always be mine
I am in love with you
Happy anniversary kind of love
5,10,15,20 year kind of love
A silver, pearl, coral, ruby, sapphire kind of love
A 50,55,60,65,70,75 diamond year kind of love
I want a happy anniversary kind of love
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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If Not For June
If not for June,
My memories of Winter in December...
With a wish to witness,
The freshness of Spring March would bring...
Would not still remain so vivid.
As if only yesterday visited.
If not for June.
If not for June,
My eyesight would not be teased...
By the freedom felt in Summer,
With hopes that linger of those things I could do,
Under clear skies showing bright Sun.
And seeing the fun shared by nearly everyone,
If not for June.
And if not for June I would not be able to reminisce,
From so many experiences I could pick.
June seems to be the month I can do this.
With a thankfulness I am still in the midst,
Of a year that appears to have just begun.
With so much left to offer before it is done.
And for me this happens only when June comes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In London, in early June of the year 1929, the rare book dealer Joseph Cartaphilus, of Smyrna, offered the princess de Lucinge the six quarto minor volumes (1715-1720) of Pope's Iliad.
Jorge Luis Borges in The Immortal (1947), translated by Andrew Hurley
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Independence and Reconciliation Celebration
It began with heartbreaking remembrance,
the acrid smell of canon fire still in the air
after half a century, the exhausted climb
up Cemetery Hill still felt in their muscles—
They had returned, veterans from both sides,
North and South, to re-enact their movements
on the last of those bloody three days
of the Battle of Gettysburg.
In the final Southern charge of the war~
12,500 Confederate soldiers led by
General George Pickett went straight up
that hill and into the line of fire by Union
troops waiting behind a stone wall.
Pickett lost half his men.
Of the 160,000 Americans
on both sides,51,000 or more
died in those three days
of the Battle of Gettysburg
in our Civil War.
On July 3,1913, the 50th anniversary of Pickett's Charge,
50,000 surviving veterans traveled to the same place
in Pennsylvania,
the youngest among them at 61 and the eldest purported to be 112.
The commemoration ended
with Confederate veterans
walking the path they'd taken
up Cemetery Hill to the stone wall
where Union veterans were waiting
to shake their hands and embrace them.
In 1938, President Franklin Roosevelt
met with nearly 2,000 still living veterans
for the battle's 75th anniversary.
Their average age was 94.
The President dedicated
the Eternal Light Peace Memorial
to commemorate that most truly civil reunion
and reconciliation embrace of 1913.
Today its flame can be seen
from a distance of twenty miles.
On the front of the memorial
are words carved in stone~
'Peace Eternal in a Nation United.'
Though we are in another fractious election year,
through all our fears and differences,
may it be so.
May civility rule with compassion and reason
in creating new paths to peace.
On the hundredth anniversary next year,
may the way ahead be brighter.
May we keep holy the day.
Diamonds in a Stony Field~
copyright 2012.
poem by Alla Renee Bozarth
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Where Does It Go?
As I watch the
Night Sky
I think of you.
The one I grew
Up with,
The one I always
Talked to,
The one I never left.
I watched the sky
On theanniversary
Of you death.
I feel that in times
Nature atunes to
Our emotions.
I watched the
Night sky.
Your death
Was so abrupt
Everyone was
Shocked.
I watch the
Night sky
As all the
Stars cry.
I stand over the
Grave marked as mine.
The sky bleeds
It's crystal
Tears.
Dead in the winter
A death had
Occured,
People cry for
The lost,
They cry for
The pain.
Now they weep
For my soul
For it is lost.
I can't join
The dead for
It wasn't my
Time, but
I can't be
Alive for my
Body is dead.
I'm lost between
Worlds.
I want to
Sleep.
As I stand over the
Grave marked as mine.
The night of the anniversary
Replays every year.
When I return to the
Scene where I wept
Crimson tears
Every night of the anniversary
The story replays,
But no living soul
Can see it.
Wrong conclusions
Drawn by human thoughts
And yet if they could
See what I do,
Then all will be
Explained
As the night of the anniversary
Replays every year.
As I watch the
Night sky
And all the stars
Cry,
As I stand over the
Grave marked as mine,
The night of the anniversary
Replays every year.
I live on.
poem by Sans Serif
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Cliches
By: jimmy buffett
1975
Shes got a ballpark figure
Hes got a ballpoint pen
They travel around for weeks at a time
Writin down descriptions of the places they been
She plays guitar but nothin fancy
With no intention of becomin a star
Only thing thats botherin him these days
Is where hes gonna find a good ten-cent cigar
Cliches
Good ways
To say what you mean
Mean what you say
She never did make her debut
He never made it to class
Shes eighty-sixed from the chart room
Hes twenty nine and pushin thirty real fast
Theyre funny when they get to rockin
Goin out for a night on the town
Takin polaroid pictures that are never in focus
Just to look at when they finally slow down
Full moon
So soon
Wishin every month of the year could be june
Hes always tuned into star trek
Shes always tuned into him
Hidin his cookies when he gets the munchies
Tryin hard just to keep the boy slim
Tonight theyre gonna go star gazin
An try to figure out which one theyre near
But try as they might I dont think theyll reach the height
You know you cant get there from here
Full moon
So soon
Wishin every month of the year could be june
Cliches
Good ways
To say what you mean
Mean what you say
To say what you mean
Mean what you say
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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12th year Anniversary!
12 Year Anniversary
As I was praying
And hoping
That the lord would grant me my wish
To take a hand of a perfect HUSBAND
Who would treat me right and with much love
Just like He who is above
Many times I wanted
Many times I cried
But it was my lustful flesh, in me
That wouldn't let my godly spirit be
HOW LONG!
Must I wait was my constant cry
I want a boy friend
A husband before my patience will die!
Years later my relationship with the lord grew
As well with my character and patience too!
AT LAST! my PRAYER came TRUE!
A HUSBAND who treats me right and with much love
Just like Him who is above
Now here we are, our 12 year anniversary
And this is my LOVE STORY
poem by Skylar Beet
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Hurricane Season (1995)
‘Tis a season bringing fear
(Beginning June 1st each year) ,
With destructive winds and rain:
The season of the hurricanes.
For costly time our city vied
In June, nineteen ninety-five,
When on the very second day,
A hurricane was in array.
June third of ninety-five,
Hurricane Alison passed us by.
And again, Savannah is blessed
And grateful for a haven’s rest.
Each year, this little prayer I pray:
“Dear Lord, keep the storms away.
While the perilous season lasts,
Protect us from potential blasts.
poem by Walterrean Salley
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August 05
M) The month of August
In the summer of 2005
In June I turned 18
My best friend moved back in state
In April I got a girlfriend since our first date
I met her last August
Later that year went to dust
H) I received a call on a hot summer day
The mood went a different way
She sounded like she cried
Like someone or something died
M) We started to change
Said I had become strange
We started to change
Hands against the wall
H) You wanted to escape
Cried, a victim of rape
I offered my help
M) What happened to the past?
A time that didn’t last
We changed too fast
H) You wanted to die
Then started to cry
I said I would help
You fought against the pain
Didn’t let your life dwain
You didn’t go insane
You won against the pain
M) Close to one year
Faced another fear
I broke your heart
I tore us apart
You chose a different fate
Tried to save us too late
I know there is nothing to save
I will bare this to my grave
H) M) I failed and succeeded
Helped you through his crime
We died in our prime
We are separate now
We were not meant to last
And you excepted your past
August 31,2005
My problem= M) helping her=H)
poem by Isaac Helms
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Happy Birthday Hon
Happy Birthday Hon
And Happy 10th year Wedding Anniversary too!
We met in the year 1998
We got maried in 1999;
You were such a sweet fellow
This is why you enticed me.
How many times did I tell you
That I love you very much?
I love you then and
I love you now,
more today than yesterday
and more and more everyday of our life;
Happy Birthday Hon!
My love for you grows
every second, every minute
every hour;
Happy Birthday Hon;
Come Hold me tight;
kiss me my darling
and Hug me on your birthday night;
Happy Birthday Hon;
and you know what's next
Let them all imagine
while we enjoy your birthday night!
I love you!
copyright June 7,2009 by Elizabeth Acostakuntz
poem by Elizabeth AcostaKuntz
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Nov.4th (Anniversary)
A fog is spilling into these streets again
Like smoke filling the doomed house at night
And the chill is doubling day by day
And the ice on the road creeps this way
Unlivable, it was unworkable for too long
So, the powers that be; they took a chance
And spoke the words that I couldn't say
And stamped the hope with a date and time
The silver skies that were suspended
Clouded up with those freezing fears
That letting go, into that all-unknown
With only a bottle of beer for peace
A year ago we talked, then turned and walked
Beyond the furthest point we'd been before
And into new arms, you were promptly caught
And into a drug, I tossed my heavy heart
There were Christmas-coloured lights in the street
There was ice on my windshield each morning
Frozen tears that I bled under my bed at night
Lamp light and the warmth of caring friends
Anniversary
An anniversary of change
We don't celebrate
We don't gratify the date
Anniversary...
An anniversary of change
(2007)
poem by B. Alexander
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Happy Anniversary!
H Here’s to 35 years spanned,
A A lifetime of great memories,
P Preordained by Divine hand,
P Partners always, you and me.
Y Years 35 have quickly flown,
A Anniversary 36 soon to be,
N Nearer, O how we’ve grown,
N Never apart, our destiny.
I Intimacy still thrills, though
V Very different, you and me,
E Entwining yet as one will,
R Rich in joy and unity.
S Sharing all things together,
A Anxious more time to see,
R Ready more to discover,
Y Year 36, just you and me.
To my one true love,
Happy Anniversary!
poem by Loyd C. Taylor
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But One
The year has but one June, dear friend;
The year has but one June;
And when that perfect month doth end,
The robin's song, though loud, though long,
Seems never quite in tune.
The rose, though still its blushing face
By bee and bird is seen,
May yet have lost that subtle grace—
That nameless spell the winds know
Which makes it garden's queen.
Life's perfect June, love's red, red rose,
Have burned and bloomed for me.
Though still youth's summer sunlight glows;
Though thou art kind, dear friend, I find
I have no heart for thee.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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One Day In June
One day in June
I slipped away
Caught by desire
Drawn to the flame
My virtues disappeared
Light on my feet
Whispers as sweet as honey
Callin' to me
One day in June
One day in June
I felt the hunger
I ate the fruit
One day in June
So don't cry for me
I had my chance
I took a risk
I asked the wind to dance
Don't try to save me
I'm already gone
Everything's over
But I'm burning on
One day in June
One day in June
I felt the hunger
I ate the fruit
One day in June
And I don't like how it feels
To tell all these little lies
Tryin' to be the one you can count on
But all it's a thin disguise
I kissed it all goodbye
One day in June
song performed by by Heather Nova
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S.o.b
How do you not know what day it is?
When you wake up at 6am tuesday morning
when it's really wednesday.
When you tell your spouse happy anniversary
three week's to late
When there's only cereal left
and the expiry date on the milk is the seventh,
and it's the 18th
When it's a leap year
and your celebrating new year's on the 366th day of the year
When the return date on your library card is the 6th,
and you was certian it said the 9th
Aint that a bitch.
poem by S. Leah Rolle
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Juno Gave the Summer
A sun for hearts – tempered rhythm in her flares;
The naked tan – bikini line a cry for stares;
Gregarious green, beguiled by colours en rapport –
The park’s alive! So what’s to hanker after more?
Children scream while parents dream their fantasies,
Igniting under brilliance –
They think they share resilience to the
Ultraviolet hues;
To lie displayed au naturel
Is what they’d rather choose!
And Helios peers at lovers in their
Heady worlds: vibrant leas to
Roam in hand; calming seas –
Satin sand insensible as
Water runs her ripples cross the
Shore – so like the park, it really
Cries for very little more!
In the garden, roses clamber for attention –
Pouting blooms, wafting scent –
Our floral monarch June’s event!
And fingers green receive the praise
From toiling hard for coloured blaze.
Compelled, I walk the countenance of sunny June
As Mother Nature danced amok in her saloon
Of roaring life, that came of youth in early spring
And nurtured in maternal warmth beneath her wing.
Eyes bedewed, I mellow in a reverie
– Hope renewed –
As Juno saw to suckle me with
Quintessential summer.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
All rights reserved
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June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
Summer summer June summer June in summer summer
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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June Bug
They call me a June Bug, But I don't come in June
They really should call me a May Bug
I fly all night looking for a light
A little romance and then love
I'm the June Bug of another's dream
Yeah, I'm the one that's on your screen
I'm the one that comes in the hundreds
The one you step over with your feet
I'm a June Bug, A June Bug
I'm roly poly round
Looking for love, Yeah, looking for love
And I know it's flying around
I spend seven years in that ground
And all I ever am is a Grub
Of course when I climb out of that hole
I wanna find me a little bug love
You want to see my buddies?
Well, just keep that light burning bright
We will come in the thousands
And visit you all night
We come up from the ground
At night we can be found
We visit you in the month of May
And all night we hang around
You want to know just why
We don't move when you come outside?
Well, that's because a Bug named Fred
Told us all to pretend we died
We come up from the ground
All we want is a little Bug love
But I tell you that ain't easy
Sometimes it's just real tough
I saw Sam the Bug the other day
Flying straight for a big head light
I guess he liked it quite a lot
Because he is still there and bright
Poor Arnold the Bug, Well, I don't know
He is stuck on someone's shoe
We tried to tell him but he had listened to Fred
That Bug just wouldn't move
You think you've got troubles
Well, let me just tell you
You don't know the half of it
Til a shoe comes down on you
All we want is a little love
A little bit of that Bug love stuff
Although we come in the month of May
They call me a June Bug
A June Bug, A June Bug
I'm roly poly round
Looking for love, Yeah, looking for love
And I know it's flying around!
copyright 2005 Bill Simmons
aka [email protected]
poem by Bill Simmons
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On Our 15th Marriage Anniversary
Let’s brook no misunderstandings;
Let’s carry no ill-will;
Let’s never feel guilty too much;
Let’s walk in harmony.
Let’s not have suspicions ‘twixt us;
Let’s make no more mistakes;
Let’s not feel proud or envious;
Let’s live a life of love.
Let’s forgive, forget trespasses;
Let’s put up with others;
Let’s forge ahead with more courage;
Let’s run our race on earth.
Let’s follow Christ to Calvary;
Let’s keep His Ten Commands;
Let’s be an example to all;
Let’s make the world better.
Let’s live our lives in piety;
Let’s give joy to others;
Let’s spread the word of Jesus Lord;
Let’s prepare for heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-28-2005
Dedicated most lovingly to my dear wife Mercy
On our 15th marriage anniversary (29-10-2005)
poem by John Celes
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