New Year Poems

Vector Greeting

  • As the world celebrates
    With fireworks and cakes
    I’m standing here alone
    Far away from home
    With nothing but a suitcase and memories As the stars surround me like water
    I raise my hands in full surrender
    To God, my Redeemer
    Lord, this year is far from ordinary
    I’ve never seen such extraordinary
    People, places and things
    Amazing human beings
    Searching for purpose, just like me.Looking around, I wonder
    Since a year is like clashing thunder
    Booming suddenly
    Then vanishing instantly
    Why waste time uselessly?
    The old year came and went
    I hope your time was wisely spent
    On helping others, working hard
    So that many people may regard
    Your lifetime as truly great
    And not just because of fate
    So learn this lesson, but not from me!
    Try it yourself and you will see
    Making a difference starts with one step
    With one foot, then the next
    So walk right now, into the light
    And find yourself shining bright
    Don’t worry what people think
    Because right now you’re on the brink
    Of showing others what is true
    Happy New Year, from me to you.
  • Looking back on the months gone by,As a new year starts and an old one ends,
    We contemplate what brought us joy,
    And we think of our loved ones and our friends.
    Recalling all the happy times,
    Remembering how they enriched our lives,
    We reflect upon who really counts,
    As the fresh and bright new year arrives.
    And when I/we ponder those who do,
    I/we immediately think of you.
    Thanks for being one of the reasons I’ll/We’ll have a Happy New Year!
    “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 wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.
    We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
    And that’s the burden of a year.”
    Letters swallow themselves in seconds.
    Notes friends tied to the doorknob,
    transparent scarlet paper,
    sizzle like moth wings,
    marry the air.So much of any year is flammable,
    lists of vegetables, partial poems.
    Orange swirling flame of days,
    so little is a stone.Where there was something and suddenly isn’t,
    an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.
    I begin again with the smallest numbers.
    Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
    only the things I didn’t do
    crackle after the blazing dies.
  • December is fading away
    there’s a new year coming your way
    all frustrations drowned
    with the chill of cold air around
    as the new year rises array
    everybody say hip hip hurray!Do you remember the things that made you laugh,
    cry like a calf?
    never forget the luck you had the whole year;
    if you didn’t have any, don’t moan saying’ “oh dear”!
    ’cause there’s more to come in the new year!There comes Santa with yummy goodies
    for the sweet charming little buddies.
    Goodbye is what is said to this year
    expecting more to happen in the next year.
    Have fun everyone! and
    Happy, Happy New Year!
    We wish you all the best,
    Great work to reach your fondest goals,
    And when you’re done, sweet rest.
    We hope for your fulfillment,
    Contentment, peace and more,
    A brighter, better new year than
    You’ve ever had before.
    when the new year
    came out of nowhere
    and peeped into rooms
    it was so flattered to find
    all the tv’s drinking its health
    praising its innocent appearance
    it responded with its warm
    dark smile and went round
    filling people’s dry hearts
    with joyover the coming weeks though
    those same tv’s attacked it
    criticising its puerile style
    its sickly contemptible face
    one year is the same as another
    (they said) for the doom
    time belabours us with
    it took the year all
    its length to discover
    that the celebration
    so welcoming its birth
    just happened to be
    where the beer was
    The rain this morning falls
    on the last of the snowand will wash it away. I can smell
    the grass again, and the torn leavesbeing eased down into the mud.
    The few loves I’ve been allowed
    to keep are still sleeping
    on the West Coast. Here in Virginia
  • I walk across the fields with only
    a few young cows for company.
    Big-boned and shy,
    they are like girls I remember
    from junior high, who never
    spoke, who kept their heads lowered and their arms crossed against their new breasts. Those girlsare nearly forty now. Like me,they must sometimes stand at a window late at night, looking out on a silent backyard, at one rusting lawn chair and the sheer walls of other people’s houses.They must lie down some afternoons and cry hard for whoever used to make them happiest,and wonder how their lives have carried them this far without ever once explaining anything. I don’t know why I’m walking out here with my coat darkening and my boots sinking in, coming upwith a mild sucking sound I like to hear. I don’t care where those girls are now.Whatever they’ve made of it they can have. Today I want to resolve nothing.I only want to walk a little longer in the cold blessing of the rain, and lift my face to it.
    Happy New Year
  • Even during the worst of times
    When I feel the years go slipping by
    Life seems rife with possibilities
    When the New Year arrives.Buoyed by hope at the new year coming
    I feel renewed and want to start living.
    This year I’ll travel and see the sights
    I’ll be bold, I’ll be courageousI’ll reach out and go beyond
    I might even try being flirtatious!
    I’ll be a new fish in a brand new pond.
    This new year I’ll be brave and I’ll be strong.
    Even though time does fly
    I won’t let this year be wasted
    I’ll look forward to new adventures
    And be open to opportunities I am graced with.
  • I’ll learn and laugh and have good times
    I won’t dwell on years gone by
    I’ll start each new morning a brand new way
    I’ll pretend it is New Year’s Day!
  • Happy New Year to you!
    May every great new day
    Bring you sweet surprises–
    A happiness buffet.
    Happy New Year to you,
    And when the new year’s done,
    May the next year be even better,
    Full of pleasure, joy and fun.
    O Thou whose glory fills the heavens,
    Whose bounty clothes the earth,
    To Thee a poem of thanks we raise
    For blessings from our birth.For that untiring love Thou dost,
    From day to day renew,
    O may it on our hearts descend
    Like heaven-distilled dew.
    For mercy great, unending still,
    Which gave up to the grave
    Thine only Son, the Sinless One,
    Our sinful souls to save.While entering on another year
    Our cares on Thee we cast,
    Beseeching aid in days to come
    Which cheered us through the past.
    That still the freedom may be ours
    To kneel down in Thy sight,
    And worship Thee at shut of day,
    And in the morning light.
  • That from temptation’s fatal path
    Thou turn our steps away;
    And keep us from unholy thoughts
    That lead the mind astray.
    Than all the riches earth can boast
    Or gems beneath the sea,
    We know the pious, humble heart,
    More precious is to Thee.
    How needful, then, to train our thoughts,
    And fan the heavenly flame
    Of faith, in the believing heart,
    Triumphing o’er sin and shame
    And holding by the Word, thou hast
    For grace and guidance given,
    Pass trough this world in holy fear,
    True candidates for heaven.
  • All my undone actions wander
    naked across the calendar,a band of skinny hunter-gatherers,
    blown snow scattered here and there,stumbling toward a future
    folded in the New Year I secure
    with a pushpin: January’s picture
    a painting from the 17th century,
    a still life: Skull and mirror,
    spilled coin purse and a flower.
  • We’ve reached the end of another year
    Where Christmas time is growing near
    Friends and family we hold so dear
    Will soon feel the warmth of holiday cheer.Is Santa single? Or is he married to Ms. Kringle? Is it the wedding bells that jingle? Or is it the reindeer as they mingle?
    The brightest starts start to twinkle
    As young hearts being to tingle.This is a very special time
    For children of all ages and kind
    To ask for whatever comes to their mind
    And to see if Rudolph’s nose really shines!
    Santa’s laugh is so unique and so profound
    It makes his belly jiggle around
    As he lands his sleigh down on the ground
    He tiptoes up to the rooftops without making a sound.

He gets out his list
And starts checking it twice
Who has been naughty?
Who has been nice?

Santa’s philosophy as another year leaves; always believe that New Year’s resolutions can be achieved.
Keep the faith; always believe in yourself and maybe someday
You’ll get to meet the elves.
Gift card

  • My Happy New Year wish for you
    Is for your best year yet,
    A year where life is peaceful,
    And what you want, you get.
    A year in which you cherish
    The past year’s memories,
    And live your life each new day,
    Full of bright expectancies.
    I wish for you a holiday
    With happiness galore;
    And when it’s done, I wish you
    Happy New Year, and many more.
  • Only a night from old to new!
    Only a night, and so much wrought!
    The Old Year’s heart all weary grew,
    But said: The New Year rest has brought.”
    The Old Year’s hopes its heart laid down,
    As in a grave; but trusting, said:
    “The blossoms of the New Year’s crown
    Bloom from the ashes of the dead.”
    The Old Year’s heart was full of greed;
    With selfishness it longed and ached,
    And cried: “I have not half I need.
    My thirst is bitter and unslaked.
    But to the New Year’s generous hand
    All gifts in plenty shall return;
    True love it shall understand;
    By all y failures it shall learn.
    I have been reckless; it shall be
    Quiet and calm and pure of life.
    I was a slave; it shall go free,
    And find sweet pace where I leave strife.”Only a night from old to new!
    Never a night such changes brought.
    The Old Year had its work to do;
    No New Year miracles are wrought.Always a night from old to new!
    Night and the healing balm of sleep!
    Each morn is New Year’s morn come true,
    Morn of a festival to keep.
    All nights are sacred nights to make
    Confession and resolve and prayer;
    All days are sacred days to wake
    New gladness in the sunny air.
    Only a night from old to new;
    Only a sleep from night to morn.
    The new is but the old coem true;
    Each sunrise sees a new year born.
  • we make midnight a maquette of the year:
    frostlight glinting off snow to solemnize
    the vows we offer to ourselves in near
    silence: the competition shimmerwiseof champagne and chandeliers to attract
    laughter and cheers: the glow from the fireplace
    reflecting the burning intra-red pact
    between beloveds: we cosset the spaceof a fey hour, anxious gods molding our
    hoped-for adams with this temporal clay:
    each of us edacious for shining or
    rash enough to think sacrifice will stay
    this fugacious time: while stillness suspends
    vitality in balance, as passions
    struggle with passions for sway, the mind wends
    towards what’s to come: a callithump of fashions,

ersatz smiles, crowded days: a bloodless cut
that severs soul from bone: a long aching
quiet in which we will hear nothing but
the clean crack of our promises breaking.

  • Daylight, my friend seldom seen
    Your absence tells which season’s close
    Time to reflect on months gone by, but not yet
    Christmas nears, no time to think.Passing smiles caught through busy streets
    Indoors we flee in front of fires
    Glasses clink, we toast the year’s end
    You catch my eye, next year we’ll meet.One last farewell, down family roads we head
    It’s late now, a window candle is lit
    One more drink poured, the last stories shared
    Another year, things change, the same warmth’s felt.
  • In the New Year,
    we wish you the best year you’ve ever had,
    and that each New Year
    will be better than the last.
    May you realize your fondest dreams
    and take time to recognize and enjoy
    each and every blessing.
    Happy New Year,
    And many more!
  • There are only two things now,
    The great black night scooped out
    And this fireglow.This fireglow, the core,
    And we the two ripe pips
    That are held in store.Listen, the darkness rings
    As it circulates round our fire.
    Take off your things.
    Your shoulders, your bruised throat!
    You breasts, your nakedness!
    This fiery coat!

As the darkness flickers and dips,
As the firelight falls and leaps
From your feet to your lips!

  • The Christmas twigs crispen and needles rattle
    Along the window-ledge.
    A solitary pearl
    Shed from the necklace spilled at last week’s party
    Lies in the suety, snow-luminous plainness
    Of morning, on the window-ledge beside them.
    And all the furniture that circled stately
    And hospitable when these rooms were brimmed
    With perfumes, furs, and black-and-silver
    Crisscross of seasonal conversation, lapses
    Into its previous largeness.
    I rememberAnne’s rose-sweet gravity, and the stiff graveWhere cold so little can contain;
    I mark the queer delightful skull and crossbones
    Starlings and sparrows left, taking the crust,
    And the long loop of winter wind
    Smoothing its arc from dark Arcturus down
    To the bricked corner of the drifted courtyard,
    And the still window-ledge.
    Gentle and just pleasure
    It is, being human, to have won from space
    This unchill, habitable interior
    Which mirrors quietly the light
    Of the snow, and the new year.
  • This is the start of a new year.We have the chance to change the life or keep the life,
    that we may have livedFor the wrong doing’s that we may have done to other’s
    that we can’t take back.
    For the mistakes we’ve made that we can’t fix or undo
    Our Father, Our Lord gives us, a New Year, every January 1

The chance to change the life or keep the life,
that we may have lived before..

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