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For First Day Of The New Year

New Year's day -
already, empty bottles,
resolutions forgotten.

poem by Warren Falcon
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New Year resolutions

One year gone,
New year comes.
Old resolutions achieved,
New resolutions planned.

We’re one year older, and
A year wiser.
We’re wiser, older, and
A year gone.

New hope and new vision,
Envision your dream,
Plan your dream,
Dare your dream.

Realize your dream,
Dream your dream,
Vision your dream,
Achieve your dream.

New resolutions here,
Old resolutions gone.
New lives, new you,
New Year, new resolutions.

New Year Arrives,
Happy New You,
Happy New Year,
Happy & Merry Year.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Contemplating change

Another year has swiftly flown.
it’s now consigned to history.
A new year beckons still unknown,
presents an opportunity
To benefit from errors made.
Adopt a different attitude
and try this year to make the grade
By doing as we know we should.
Most New Year resolutions fail.
We make them far too easily.
Regard them as a fairy tale.
not to be taken seriously.
The resolutions I don’t make
I can be sure I will not break.

1-Jan-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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It’s time to seal my father’s book

The one I’ve been given while he was still alive
Sometime before the year 2000
I filled it in last year
After so many years of not writing
Posted some of its contents
It contains
Like so many previously empty pages
Lots of something and bits of half nothing
And I’m sure that this peace of information is totally irrelevant
For the readers
Except for the fact
That there are always pages that need to remain just that
The pages and nothing else
Even though they contain things that should not be forgotten
That will not be forgotten

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Ever Green Resolutions

I take many resolutions and hatch them for eternity
Like millions have done from the time immemorial
Across Europe, Asia, Africa, Australia
And beyond the Atlantic.

I dream about the chicks
Which are never born
And my resolutions hatched for ever
Turn out to be ever green!

My resolutions cry for action
Sometimes they call for 'some action'.
But I throw a mischevious smile
And ask them to learn their history.

I can quote the glory of
Many a resolution never acted upon.
That of a man who decided to be a social animal and
That of a woman who promised to be behind him.

Those resolutions were hatched for ever
Their chicks have never been born.
A spirit surges from within me
And I bury my face in my ever green resolutions.

poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Bottle 'O

I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job;
I drives me bottle cart around the town;
A bloke what keeps 'is eyes about can always make a bob --
I couldn't bear to graft for every brown.
There's lots of handy things about in everybody's yard,
There's cocks and hens a-runnin' to an' fro,
And little dogs what comes and barks -- we take 'em off their guard
And we puts 'em with the Empty Bottle-O!

Chorus --
So it's any "Empty bottles! Any empty bottle-O!"
You can hear us round for half a mile or so
And you'll see the women rushing
To take in the Monday's washing
When they 'ear us crying, "Empty Bottle-O!"

I'm driving down by Wexford-street and up a winder goes,
A girl sticks out 'er 'ead and looks at me,
An all-right tart with ginger 'air, and freckles on 'er nose;
I stops the cart and walks across to see.
"There ain't no bottles 'ere," says she, "since father took the pledge,"
"No bottles 'ere," says I, "I'd like to know
What right 'ave you to stick your 'ead outside the winder ledge,
If you 'aven't got no Empty Bottle-O!"
I sometimes gives the 'orse a spell, and then the push and me
We takes a little trip to Chowder Bay.
Oh! ain't it nice the 'ole day long a-gazin' at the sea
And a-hidin' of the tanglefoot away.
But when the booze gits 'old of us, and fellows starts to "scrap",
There's some what likes blue-metal for to throw:
But as for me, I always says for layin' out a "trap"
There's nothing like an Empty Bottle-O!

poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Happy New Year

Happy New Year
Find a new hobby
Find a new honey
Happy New Year

Quickly a year has come and gone
In blistery winter another year is born
First we celebrate as a nation
Champagne, wind and spectacular fireworks displays
Finally we contemplate on New Year resolutions

Happy New Year
Learn to eat healthy
Yearn to be wealthy
Happy New Year

Fiercely learn to walk before you run
This experience through the year is rather fun
With thirst set these principles in motion
Before you awaken the next day
With red jelly eyes from a hangover situation

Happy New Year
Give up the smart smoking
Forgive more and start joking
Happy New Year

Happy New Year
Obtain a skill, perhaps a university degree
Always remember nothing is ever for free
Happy New Year

In this festive season
Problems are precious gems
And there is an obvious reason
We learn critical lessons from them

Copyright 2010 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Mirror, Mirror, Please Forgive Me.

It's late at night, I'm alone again, every night's the same
And I know the reason why; I've just myself to blame
Stagger to the bathroom, to wash and get ready for bed
Drunk again, I'll never learn, how i'm going to sort out my head
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, please don't cast your seven-year curse
lt seems each time I look at you, I appear a little bit worse

I brush my teeth and I nod support, across to my red-eyed will
Again we pledge, the time has come, self-promises to fulfil
Uttered oft, but seldom loud, only us as witness
These resolutions I set myself, to test my moral fitness
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, please don't cast your seven-year curse
lt seems each time I look at you, I appear a little bit worse

I can't go on, the way I do, it's got to come to an end
Or maybe I'm already to far gone, With no more hope of amend
Should I submit, declare defeat, admit that my self-esteem is roten
For I know, with all guilt ignored, in the morning, all of this will be forgotten
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, please don't cast your seven-year curse
lt seems each time I look at you, I appear a little bit worse

poem by Benjamin Hickmott
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New Year

Another new year
Still out with the old
And in with the new
Continuing the adventure
To a better life
Growing as a person
Happier and healthy
Making resolutions
A promise to keep
Taking each lesson
As another one learnt
So begins a new year
Out with the old
In with the new
Some routines kept
Others changed
Moving on and up
To where you belong
To where you wish to be
Twelve months to go
And a lot to see

poem by Matthew Holloway
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If You Forget Me

If you forget me

Who ever you are?

It will mean nothing to me

Who will go on living

Having forgotten the purpose

To a life

That drags heavy footed

Through grey streets

If you forget me

Just remember,

I have already forgotten

You,

And if you remember this,

Please remind me,

So that I will stop posting you

A christmas card

Whoever you are,

We who are strangers

Who go on living

Because we have forgotten

The pointlessness to our lives

Or why we wear sensible shoes

At a certain age

Or why some eat cereal

While others go empty into the morning

Why where how?

If you forget me

Remember to remind me that,

I have already forgotten you

Then I promise to stop sending you a christmas card

Or wishing you a happy new year

And if I have forgotten that you who are living

Have died and are now dead,

Then forgive me for sending you all those post cards

Without a return to sender

I may have simply forgotten to read the small print

On the invite card

Or maybe it rained

or I had a cold

Or was too busy forgetting the day of the week

And the pointlessness to my existence

Which when forgotten

Along with you, my friend,

Is less bleak

Infact it is quite pleasant

Okay

So let's just forget the whole miserable affair, okay?

poem by Yvette Smith
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And I've tried to give us a higher profile. Typically, at a board meeting, we'd pass resolutions about the civil-rights issue of the day, but we'd never tell anyone. So I've instituted a policy of announcing our resolutions at the end of our meetings.

quote by Julian Bond
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Unwanted Gift.

Carmody said
what did you get
your old man
for his birthday?

well
you said
my sister and I
saved up

what money we could
siphoned off
some of our pocket money
took back

the empty beer bottles
to the off licence
did extra chores
for our mother

and went bought him
some cigarettes
and gave them to him
what did he say?

Carmody asked
said he didn't smoke
that kind
said they made

his throat sore
that was what he said?
yes and my sister
was upset of course

and went off
to her room to cry
but I just said
but it's the thought

that counts
and we just thought
you'd smoke the cigarettes
look ok thanks

for the thought
the old man said
and took the packet
and stuffed them

in his pocket
and read
the birthday card
we'd both written him

and put it on the table
and said
how much did you get
on the empty bottles?

so I told him
and he said
they were my bottles
I ought to

have had the money
for them kid
you have
I told him

In the form
of the cigarettes
what did he say
about that?

Carmody asked
he just stared
and took the cigarettes
out and opened them up

and lit one
and inhaled
and coughed
and I thought

good job too
and walked away
and Carmody
nodded his head

and sniggered
and you went off
with him to kick
around the ball

in the playground
at school
and said nothing
much more at all.

poem by Terry Collett
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New, New Year's Resolutions

Time for New Year's resolutions.
This year I'll be real strong.
I'll try like never before
to keep them all year long.

Resolution number one:
I'll be more careful what I eat.
More of all that's good for me,
and not so much that's sweet.

Resolution number two.
I'm going to lose some weight.
My goal is to lose forty pounds.
I really will look great!

Resolution number three:
I'll get lots of exercise.
The doctor says I need to,
and my doctor's very wise

Resolution number four:
Let me make this last one clear:
I must realize that I'm human…
and try again next year.

poem by Ron Tranmer
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Disarming Iraq is legal under a series of U.N. resolutions. Iraq is in flagrant violation of U.N. Security Council resolutions.

quote by Jose Maria Aznar
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One of my resolutions is to quit smoking. I've tried for the past two years, but this year I am going to stick with it.

quote by John Oldham
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January 1

The first day of a year, yes, New Year day
The night before, canons, fireworks are heralds
People look forward in expectation of you.
What makes you different from ordinary days?
You are where many resolutions are manifested
Also, where many die, never seeing the dawn of tomorrow.
Much prayer is cast, much love shared by many
We pray for changes in inconsistencies
And permanence in all dearly past
Happy New Year for you January 1
Let this happiness be shared to all others
Days, weeks, months, years and centuries.

poem by Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
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Bottles And Diapers

Bottles and diapers soon I will have to have
When this baby will come
It will be a necessity for this baby
I will have to have plenty of bottles and diapers around
Because they run out fast specially the diapers
I don’t want to run out of the diapers when the baby is around
Bottles and diapers have to be around where I can reach
Bottles and diapers the baby will use it every day
Until he is a child
And when he gets to be a child
I won’t have to worry about bottles and diapers again

poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Unschooled Moonlight

Ripples of empty bottles
Crenellate across the forgotten tracks
Where the elk have shed their
Crowns- beginning to think of death
As a friend across the caesuras
Of the mountain,
With absolutely no reason to believe
In the lighthouse that shines its
Beacon forever relentlessly across
The enlightened faces of
The proceeding valley-as the preacher
Gives sermons to the pew of his identity-
The rest is left to misgivings,
As the rains encounter the graveyards,
And the latchkeys run away once again
To the cerulean playgrounds
Stealing forever in the unschooled moonlight.

poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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July

I can’t believe it’s already you, July.
Half the year has now passed me by.
A moment ago it was New Year’s Day
With fresh resolutions to pave my way.

My chagrin is rescued by wondrous July
As gorgeous fireworks light up the sky.
This freedom that I assume is owed
Was purchased by many a bloody road.

Though air is sultry and mosquitoes bold,
I prefer you, July, to the winter’s cold.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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I Haven't Forgotten

I haven't forgotten when I meet you first!
I haven't forgotten when I greet you last!
I haven't forgotten your pretty face!
I haven't forgotten your smile and grace!

I haven't forgotten how we started chatting!
I haven't forgotten when we started dating!
I haven't forgotten our last walk together!
I haven't forgotten how I became a loser!

I haven't forgotten how it became too late!
I haven't forgotten when I understood fate!
I haven't forgotten that summer's northwester!
I haven't forgotten and won't forget ever!

poem by Asif Andalib
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January Once More

Last year has come and gone.
Now a blanket covers a once green lawn.
A prime time for New Year’s resolutions
Though most will be brief in executions.

Seems like only yesterday
When the last January made its way.
Now another appears for a short stay
Before eleven months are blown away.

In spite of all the cold and snow,
Enjoy this time no matter where you go.
Delight in the joys of January
Since like all things in life, it’s temporary.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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