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New Year’s Poems. Poetry to reflect on the past year and ring in the new. By The Editors. Getty Images. Burning the Old Year. Naomi Shihab Nye. New Year’s Day. Kim Addonizio. December 31st.
19 Poems for the Start of the New Year. 1 - 19 of 19. Sort By. Recommended. Highest Rated. New Poems. Most Shared. Most Votes. Most Stories. 1. Ring Out, Wild Bells. Famous Poem. By Alfred Tennyson. Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Hace 2 días · Find poems to read and share for New Year's, including poems about New Year's Eve, the old year, beginnings, January, and more. Classic Poems for the New Year. “ A Song for New Year's Eve ” by William Cullen Bryant. Stay yet, my friends, a moment stay... “Auld Lang Syne ” by Robert Burns.
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- The Year
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- Good Riddance, But Now What?
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By Brian Bilston This was the year that was not the year I repaired the bathroom tap and emptied out the kitchen drawer of a lifetime’s worth of crap. This was the year that was not the year in which I launched a new career. 516 A West End hit eluded me as did Time Person of the Year. This was the year that was not the year I became a household nam...
Ella Wheeler Wilcox What can be said in New Year rhymes, That’s not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We curse it then and sigh for wings. We live, we love, we woo, we wed, We ...
By Robert Burns Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne! For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne. We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, For auld lang syne. And surely ye’ll be your pint stowp! And surely I’ll be mine! And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, For auld lang ...
By Ogden Nash Come, children, gather round my knee; Something is about to be. Tonight’s December thirty-first, Something is about to burst. The clock is crouching, dark and small, Like a time bomb in the hall. Hark! It’s midnight, children dear. Duck! Here comes another year. From Read Me 2: A Poem For Every Day Of The Year
By Lord Alfred Tennyson Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind Fo...
By Jackie Kay Remember, the time of year when the future appears like a blank sheet of paper a clean calendar, a new chance. On thick white snow You vow fresh footprints then watch them go with the wind’s hearty gust. Fill your glass. Here’s tae us. Promises made to be broken, made to last. From A Poem For Every Day Of The Year
By Matt Goodfellow Something’s moving in, I hear the weather in the wind, sense the tension of a sheep-field and the pilgrimage of fins. Something’s not the same, I taste the sap and feel the grain, hear the rolling of the rowan ringing, singing in a change. Something’s set to start, there’s meadow-music in the dark and the clouds that shroud the m...
By Anon. I am the little New Year, ho, ho ! Here I come tripping it over the snow. Shaking my bells with a merry din – So open your doors and let me in! Presents I bring for each and all – Big folks, little folks, short and tall; Each one from me a treasure may win – So open your doors and let me in! Some shall have silver and some shall have gold,...
New years poems - High quality New Year poetry, in rhyme and free verse, for greeting cards, toasts. A Christian poem and prayer and a New Year song. Poemsource.com
19 de jul. de 2019 · The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We curse it then and sigh for wings. We live, we love, we woo, we wed, We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead. We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
11 de jun. de 2023 · New year's poems. prev. next. The Passing of the Year. Robert W. Service. 1874 –. 1958. My glass is filled, my pipe is lit, My den is all a cosy glow; And snug before the fire I sit, And wait to feel the old year go. I dedicate to solemn thought. Amid my too-unthinking days, This sober moment, sadly fraught. With much of blame, with little praise.
