#day poems on Hello Poetry

Veera Jun 28

Someday the glass will be half-empty
And you’d get happy about that,
Cause yesterday was not so grateful,
The future, well, has not yet passed.

To see a glass already is a victory
When you were struggling to have a sip.
A wandering eye, obstructing vision lately,
Somehow is focused, fighting to see clear.

There are no words that could describe it,
There is no person who could really tell.
The glass could be half full and empty,
At least it’s real to begin with for today.

My reinterpretation of the idiom "half full or half empty glass".
21.09.24

#day #life #mind #thought #depression #living #glass #decision #moment

neth jones Jun 23

observation of a pocket dog

lanky gal in swelter garb    tummy foaming out
barbed and fumed punk  but no feud
with a hench of post adolescent scents
and cradling a foppy doll of a rat dog

kibbling chancers stop
         and ghop in adoration at the indulged pup
coddled on its back  and in its 'mamas' arms
its peddling limbs faffing with the hot air
                                 and attention

[original notes : 06/06/25 lanky gal in swelter garb/tummy forming out/and fumed with post adolescent hench scents/cradling a foppy doll of a rat dog/kibbling chancers stop /and ghop in adoration at the indulged pup/coddled in its 'mamas' arms/its limbs faffing with the hot air]

#dog #hot #day #summer #short #cute #observation #public #city #urban

Saturninus Jun 16

Father’s Day

One day when I was a child
My favorite pear tree fell
I found it strange to know it’s fruit
When I’d only seen it bloom

Split in half by the weight of ice
Right down the middle
A crack of thunder as it went
It was killed by the rain and cold

I used to rest in it’s shadow
Infertile but gracious to me
As the blooms floated down
Like flurrying springtime snow

Strong seeming and lovely smelling
A father in spirit and in truth
Winter killed what spring made beautiful
It held no children but me

My wife had a miscarriage in November. They should’ve been born in May. Yesterday was tough, needless to say. I wrote this to cope.

Happy belated Father’s Day regardless. We chopped up the Pear tree and used it for firewood.. so it warmed my home the following year, despite the sadness in this poem.

#fathers #day #grief #love #fatherhood #childhood #seasons

Lostling Jun 16

A Poem For My Father

Birds fly
So do I--
Lifted by your hands.
Paper *****,
Wrestled falls,
Laughter with no end.

Scars earned,
Lessons learned,
Gearing me for life.
Always here,
Support clear,
Pillar of my life.

He gives so much it feels like I'll never be able to repay him. One day when I get a stable job, I wanna get him a motorbike =))

Happy fathers day!
(Yes I am a say late T.T)

#fathers #day #love

1DNA Jun 15

Dear dad

Dear dad,
Your contagious beams,
Spread through my body,
Infect my cheeks.

You reflect the day-
The soul of a child,
In the body of a man-
Life's not kind.

Yet you shine,
As a movie critique,
With zero dad ***,
And a good physique.

However busy,
You may be,
You leave it all aside
For our family.

Very grateful we must be.
Not all heroes are caped, you see,
Because dad,
You are our hero in a lungi!

Happy Father's Day!

#fathers #day

Maria Jun 13

And what’s then?

And what’s then? What’s left?
Maybe the faith that the day'll beep,
That day when the sun pushs cheekily
To windows, disturbing sleep.

That day when there’s no sadness,
When everything’s clear and plain!
That day when the soul is married
To happiness, sprayed with rain.

That day when all the trumpets around
Struck the march, bravura and blessed!
That day when I live the whole time
Just live without any dread.

Thank you for reading! 💖

#faith #day #sun #sleep #sadness #happiness #clear #plain #married #rain

C Cavierre Jun 10

It Wasn’t The Two Of Us At The Start

It wasn’t the two of us at the start.
Day turned to night,
and suddenly we couldn’t part.
From one of the many faces,
To one I could pick out from the crowd.
We weren’t sure of ourselves before,
But one thing’s for sure now.
We’re caught in the torrent —
We found ourselves headed to the deep end.

to those who’ve given it a chance
and the fruition of that given chance

#deep #end #torrent #day #night #faces #two #us #caught #chance

Hall Jun 8

Long Day

I wish a day could stretch beyond its twenty-four hours;
allowing dawn to linger while I savour breakfast in calm;
no frantic check of time as I pour my tea;
no rush to dash for transport or meetings.

Morning light would flood my window long enough;
for slow stretches and thoughtful planning;
I'd arrive at work with minutes to spare;
settle into tasks without scrambling notes.

Lunch would become an unhurried affair;
a proper break with laughter that lasts;
afternoon hours would hum with clear focus;
projects advancing at a steady, unrushed pace.

Evening could unfold like a second dawn;
time to practise hobbies or wander with friends;
family dinners would not be a race against the clock;
conversations deepening as hours drift by.

Social outings need not end at curfew's chime;
late-night talks stretching into starlit freedom;
then at last I'd choose my rest: eight, ten, twelve hours;
each second mine, reclaimed from life's tight measure.

a fun little fantasy of mine

#wish #fantasy #day #time

The Original Tom Maxwell May 26

Memorial Day Poem 2025 AD

Memorial Day 2025 AD in the USA

No one is an expert on missing loved one's today.
I was born the youngest, in a family of five
My sister passed 38 years ago, my brother 37 years,
The lady I married, 25 years ago, passed away,
14 years for my dad, 7 for mom, I'm the only one alive,
Never fathered children, I keep looking forward, no fears.

Also a day to remember the military
Those who gave it all they had to protect our country,
In many ways, most of all those who never had a chance to,
Say good by, on their final day.

Friends

You only have very few, true honest friends in life this time,
Some one you can count on when you are, in a bind,
Many come and go, special one's touch your soul.

Some friends can make you happy,
Some can make you mad,
Some you wish you could remember,
Some you wish you never had,
Some will make you so angry,
You just want to stand up and scream,
Other's will seem so real to you,
Then you wake up from a dream.

The Original: Tom Maxwell 05/26/25AD

Just a true story actually today is not the worst, when I spend all the other holidays alone.

#memorial #day #life #death #friends #family #military