Poetry Rewind: The Twelve Months

As we enter a new month, S P Clark has decided to share a short series of poems which were written in the year 2000 and have never seen the light of day. One poem for each month. Enjoy!

January

Possibilities

Endless possibilities

Adventures

New beginnings

A world of adventures to see

A land of new beginnings to taste and to try

The chimes of the clock rang aloud

See the sunshine part the clouds

January arrives and the chance to start over is here

A new leaf

Happiness with passion

Happiness

No fear.

February

Two hearts can become as one

When the arrow from Cupid's bow

Links the love that Saint Valentine grows

This is the time when the sun begins to shine

And one can see that all will be just fine

February is a month of pleasure.

The ice no longer feels the need to freeze

But rains down its drops of glee

And through the storm and wind and pain

One knows that love will be seen again

Never fear entering February

January is just another memory

Kiss the past but hold onto the future.

March

Spring has sprung

The flowers start to grow

The smell of freshly cut grass fills my soul

The reason for my passion comes full circle and is whole

I search in my gardens and I search among the breeze

I look down at my life from the branch of the tallest tree

I hear the faintest chirping from a newly hatched egg

A tiny little bird tries to find its legs

As it starts to walk a butterfly takes flight

Declaring 'March is here, come enjoy the sights'.

April

Birds return to the lilac petals

And bees begin to gather

Those gentle showers make the roses grow

April

Aprilis

Aphrodite

No more hibernation

The sun starts to warm the earth

Happiness, glee and birth.

May

31 days in which to live for the second

A second chance to start over

To come full bloom like the buds that have opened

Emerald is the birthstone

There's no need to be alone

When the passion and heart of May grows

Put on a new face, don some new clothes

Explore the world in comfortable heat

Before the indolent summer sun begins to find its feet.

June

Midway through the twelve month period

The year

We feel the rays peer down from heaven

The world looks bright and clean

The smiles on children's faces gleam

Always hear the laughter

Forget the ever-after

And live in blissful harmony in the month of June

It could never arrive a day too soon.

July

Plunge from the cliff top

Fall free as a bird

Grace of a swan

Magical and unforgettable

Feel the breeze depart as you land

Diving into the calm waters of the sea,

The wonder of the ocean holds the key to cool the heat that July can bring.

August

Summer still trips over every waterfall

There are no clouds in the blue at all

The heat is ever increasing and the leaves start to melt

This must be the exact same feelings God once felt when creating the Earth.

Summer drifts between the day and night

But night begins to chill without the light

First signs of Autumn creep into view

The crunch under foot, a sensation so new when travelling the Earth.

September

The sun has virtually vanished

Occasionally waving its light from behind the clouds

The air is warm and the breeze is still

The leaves of September crunch and the twigs crack

And as I walk the conkers roll in my path

The chirping of a distant bird warming his nest

Before the rain starts to disturb his rest

Children grab the final strands of play

And Autumn takes hold.

October

Ghosts, ghouls and gory creatures

People plagued with disturbing features

Prowling around; obscene

It's the time for Halloween

The air is eerie and bitter

The voices of the night titter

The echoes of warmer times disappear

Leaving us filled with the need for loved ones to be near

A jumper, a hat and a scarf

A warming drink and heated bath

A night indoors to keep you calm

October is the month of dread and harm.

November

Remember, Remember

The truth of November

The swirling winds

The nights of blanket covered dreams

A loved one in your arms

Approaching the close of another year

Unsure of which course to steer.

Hearing the distant crackle

The distant whistle

The far off bang

A firework display

November is a tangled month

Happiness and emptiness

Unsettling feelings everyday.

December

Twelve months are now drawing to a close

And a new one is visible

Resting on the horizon of my dreams

We'll sail through the festive time of Christmas

And wave goodbye to another year of life.

The robin will dance upon the snow

As the bare branches grey and humble with time

December is a truly blesséd time

December is the wisest place to be

So wave goodbye to another year of time.

© S P Clark