August Dorothy Parker When my eyes are weeds, And my lips are petals, spinning Down the wind that has beginning Where the crump...

Fourth of July John Brehm Freedom is a rocket, isn’t it, bursting orgasmically over parkloads of hot dog devouring human beings or ...

The Merry Month of May ~ by Thomas Dekker O the month of May, the merry month of May, So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so gree...

Here's to thee, old apple tree Whence thou mayest bud Whence thou mayest blow Whence thou mayest bear apples enow. -  Wassailing So...

from The Islands of the Blest, 1916

September ~ John Updike The breezes taste Of apple peel. The air is full Of smells to feel- Ripe fruit, old footballs, Burning brush...

Harvest ~by Mary Naylor August, with its clouds of scented blooms, August, with its great stacks of giant clouds, August, with corn pla...

Being a fan of H. P. Lovecraft, I'm always looking around for his work. Well, this time I stumbled across something he penned that doesn...

With June being the wedding month, I thought I'd share this rhyme entitled Rhymes and Jingles for Every Month  from a 1910 book with the...