cosmos's cosmic calendar

Cosmos’s Cosmic Calendar
 
January
 
January arrives cold as death warmed over
As I make my annual list of resolutions 
Of the great things I would do
The lies I tell myself to keep me going
 
While recovering from the hangover of the year before
With regrets for the evitable passing of time itself
 
And snow bound cold nights of wild passion
As we delay death’s knocking on the door
 
February
 
February is a strange month
Cold, short and eventful
 
In the U.S. The political season heats up
As politicians rush about
Making their campaign lies
Full of promises of things to come
 
As we the 99 % huddle down inside
Watching the lies on TV
Outside Winter’s last dying breath
 
March
 
March roars in full of sound and furry
Signifying the future marching down upon us all
 
And March madness hits the sports world
And politicians meet to plot and scheme
 
As we bravely battle the cosmic elements
Waiting for the promised spring
Hay fever greets me
With the early spring flowers
 
 
April
 
April is indeed the cruelest month of all
So many important events occurred
Kim Il Sung’s Birthday,  Hitler’s Birthday
 
And in the U.S. the dreaded tax man cometh
To take it all away as the flowers overwhelm
 
And Spring Fever takes hold
Driving us all mad
With strange erotic desires
 
May
 
May is in many ways
My second favorite month of all
 
The flowers are blooming bright
The mountains are aflame with desire
The summer heat is coming
 
The plans for the year are coming along
The political campaigns heat up
 
And good movies come out
Star wars arrived
Spider man and superman and batman
 
All came out to play
In late May
And baseball begins in earnest
 
And most importantly
My wife was born
 
June
 
June is always a month of transition
End of the school year
Summer transfer season
People leaving people coming
 
Hurricanes and Tornados attacking
And wars starting and people dying
 
As fire flies buzz about
And rabbits eat my garden
 
As the summer heat descends upon the land
I walk late at night
 
Recalling that Watergate
Occurred in June
 
July
 
July is the queen of the summer season
As she heats up the land
Throwing storm after summer storm
 
And politicians  run away
After the July forth fireworks
 
Man landed on the moon
Richard Nixon Left the White House
 
And we all know that half the year
Has flown by
 
 
August
 
So much has happened
During the hottest most hellish of months
Despite the summer sauna that descends upon the land
Enervating all driving people mad with the heat
 
World War 1 started
World War 11 ended
 
Hiroshima ushered in the nuclear age
 
Hurricanes Katrina and Harvey
And tornado ally
All roar down upon the land
 
And I met the love of my life
Getting off a bus
One August evening
 
September
 
What can one say about September
Like June a month of transitions
 
And one is filled with ambition
Wanting to finish up what one started
Before the fall arrives
And Winter is hinting it is coming
 
School starts
New jobs start
New people come into one’s life
 
And like August’s hangover
Big earth shattering events happen
 
The fall of the stock market
The housing bubble bursting
 
The endless budget games
As the politicians argue
Whether to bankrupt the country
To make a political point or two
 
And 9-11 terrorizing the world
All September’s gifts to the land
 
October
 
October is my favorite month of all
The leaves turn
The weather is usually delightful
 
Just a tease of the coming winter
Fall ball season underway
Baseball games and Halloween madness
ends the month with a huge bang 
 
And I celebrate my legal birth on the 29th
Also the day I legally got married
 
And on the October 30 1955 I was born
And Rock n Roll was born as well
Coincidence I think not
 
November
 
November is one of the strange months
Begins like a hangover of October
Then it turns ugly and weird
 
Political fever hits the land
Every two years
 
As the people brave the early November chill
To decide what fools they will send to DC
The politicians lie and scheme and plot
And beg and lie again
 
And the world turns
And the new leaders emerge
 
Welcome the new Bosses
Same as the old bosses
Just new packaging
 
And Donald Trump storms the barricades
Threatening the establishment’s strangle hold
On America and the world
 
Yes November is a strange month
 
 
December
 
Perhaps the loneliness month of all
The most consequential of all the months
And yet also the most depressing  end of time
Kind of month
 
If the apocalypse zombie or otherwise
Were to occur
It would be in December
That is the sort of insane month it is
 
The end of the year
As darkness settles down on the land
 
And holiday parties abound
Full of false cheer
And faked love
 
And for those who don’t celebrate Christmas
A lonely day perhaps at the movies
A few awkward calls to the relatives
 
Then New Years
Watching the world end
Drinking up a storm
 
And knowing that the year ended
And you are one step closer to the grave