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Details | Rhyme | |

Hypnotize

Snowflakes dance in my skies,
Thinking of you, I'm hypnotized.
White blankets upon the ground,
Calmness in chaos, you are found.
Madness in every flake fallen,
Your voice in the night is callin'
I smile through the snowy air,
Footstep coming, you are there.
Cheeks puffy and red from the chill,
A smile so bright, the kiss, a thrill.
Fallen like the snow in loves embrace,
Dripping with flakes upon my face.
Every touch, my heart you hypnotize.
I am lost in the snow, and lost in your eyes.




11-18-2014
casarah.altervista.org


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Abbey


Amid the woods and snow he saw her form,
predestined oracle he sensed this was,
her recollected glance, was lone in storm,
outside the chapel she became first cause .

Lit were the chandelier's ocher chandelles,
his heartbeat thrummed an airy rhythmic spell,
the forest snowstorm reeled - shaped ghostly belles
invited him beneath the ringing knell.

Their Angel's bliss, his soul received in flames,
adept and kind the whisper of her voice,
"- Forgiveness calms those who indulge in blames;
devoutness is the prelude of free choice."

Outside he stepped beneath the Abbey's knell:
His voice dispersed above the snow and mass,
in cold embraced the iron wrought of bells,
- as waxen light passed through the chapel's glass.

His mind and woods enjoined in forceful prayer,
spells sacrosanct and numinous instilled,
in abstinence the sanctified abbe,
abandoned Convent life to years and thrills.

Escaped then he, to meet the woods in dark,
amidst their sovereign heights he was her groom,
continuum of time and space to arc,
his childhood's wraith became in mists and tomb.

© G. V. 01-04-2012 All rights reserved
(Iambic Pentameter)


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"Vietnam Veterans"

Anne Murray did have quite the flurry, voice as a brook without crooks
 Canadian born, songs of forlorn, beautiful vibes, I subscribed
Such singing as a bird, the world has never heard, she splurged
“O Little Snow Bird”,  in the words I heard, calming of Vietnam

O spread your wings and fly away, words of God’s love I heard
Mind level love, forever untrue, so what’s new, `Tis festering spew
O but little snow bird, an alpine of cleansing snow, God’s Love
Spread your wings that brings, renewing, from festered spewing

Providing for me a way to go, by a cleansing snow
 Innocence, a purity, of life’s promising security 
Some leaders said only fate, this atrocity of hate
Maimed, lamed and defamed they came, to claim their bitter fame

State side they now abide, holding inside, Our leaders lied
Leaving the lamb of their souls in Nam, for uncle Sam
Atrocities, of hate, never abate, mind’s sickening fate
The Vietnam of late, laid at the mind’s creation of hell’s gate

O beauty of little snow birds, spread your wings, fly back this way
Cleans again, the glean of mind’s sin called fate, lain at heart’s gate
Like an alpine of purity,  Love from Anne’s heart was sung
Maybe only to ease her own pain, but her  timing was plain

The answer is blowing in the wings, of even a little snow bird
The such of which the mind of itself has never learn or heard
All humanity will not learn,  but precious few will return
By their trust in Love, the snow white Dove, spewed forth from above

Anne Murray sang away I know, some of my own heart’s pain
Honoring all Vietnam veterans, be you not in fretters
From your  hearts of security your love is your surety
Let your Alpine of pure snow bird, be Love’s word you’ve heard

Dane I am sure you’ve at least heard this song that this poem is about.
It somehow caused me to think of you, as I was writing it. Therefore 
I dedicate it to you and all veterans for your service to our country. 
Sincerely, Love, Moses

12-19-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com


Details | Free verse | |

Snow

Snow sprinkles the ground
 
as delicate as sugar
 
crystallizing the exterior with a romantic heritage
 
only found in the heart of a child's imagination.
 
Like happiness it can melt in your hands,
 
and like happiness it can grow bitter like the ice you slip on
 
Forming miraculously to the curves of the earth
 
hugging till the land soaks in it's providence
 
white like the pages I battle with
 
Falling so passionately you'd think it was falling in love with the ground
 
And when it lands,
 
A blanket of perfection
 
glistening the season to a crisp
 
gently the sun arises
 
"there's no where to go today,
 
I'm just going to sit and enjoy the magic."


Details | I do not know? | |

Snow flakes

Snow flakes

Close your eyes

You see millions of snow flakes begin 
to fall down to our heart

See?

As it goes ,
Your sadness , anger , hatred and 
desperate feeling are like being covered 
with the flakes.

Little by little

Anymore ,
You can never see anything  
except for the silver snow

Well ,why don't we stop hating each other 
and just stay together?

Please forgive me
We could make it for tonight 
Only for tonight

 Please see this snow fall
Everything is like just being cured 
little by little 

You see much of silver snow enough
to make another world 

We could build a castle 

If failed,
We can do it from the beginning
Since we are not alone

Little by little

You give me power ,
Your smile fulfills my heart with
Joy , happiness and good feelings.

And ,How happy to know that
We can do this together

Please stay with me
We can go further more
changing anything

If failed,
We can do it from the beginning
Since we are together

And Hand in hand
Let's walk in the snow field
Only for tonight

Under the snow fall


Details | Free verse | |

The Song of the Christmas Snow

There is nothing with so much life as a Christmas snow
The crisp air is still as little dancing stars float to the earth
Strong old trees become burdened with drifts of white upon their bows
But seem honored to be dressed in such finery and appear almost to move
In fact, everything has come to life to watch the snowfall.
Then everything is quiet
There is a whisper in the air
It ripples through the trees
See the birds, they are the first to recognize the whisper
As the Masters of Chorus, the birds know it is a song
They sit as true musicians memorizing the lyrics and rhythm
So, the snow speaks, the voice is old, like it has sung this song many times
As the squirrels could tell you this is a lullaby, and they begin to search from their 
perches in the trees for the newborn
And life and love has never felt as strong as now
A horse in its pastures stomps his foot disturbed
Though he hears the song the birds do and the lullaby the squirrels hear, he, 
along with all of the worlds creatures, could swear he just heard a cry
The squirrels chatter with laughter, knowing they where right and the birds take 
up the snow-song to welcome the child they heard cry
And then they stop and the world is silent
The snow has stopped falling
The cry was only a memory from Christmas long past
The child, a child of time whose
 Voice comes with the Christmas snows,
To give every soul the chance to hear
The song of joy and love and beginning,
So it is never forgotten;
The song of the Christmas Snow




Details | Prose Poetry | |

FOR THE SONS OF MEN

Segun my child! My son!
Soon, the cock will crow at dawn
And the east will showcase the sun
Soon, you will leave my home, 
To found your own
With words of wisdom, you won’t be alone.
Like a mini-skirt, advice is too short
But it covers the body’s vital lot.

Hear me.
Your brother is not your friend,
He is another you, but independent
So your love for one another, allow no dent
For the sons of men…
Every journey far destination brings
Nature presents a transport means
The snow has the snow dogs
The desert has the camels
The long distant road has the horse

Even technology came to aid us
For the road, we have the cars
For the seas and ocean, the ship
For the rail, the train
The sky has the airplane
All, to lead us through our destiny lane

That is it with man’s life and the battle in it
For whatever fate comes to us, so be it
As the future hungers like a wild beast
Likewise on it, your eyes be firmly fixed
Take a deep breath my child, and learn this
Every master was once an apprentice
Be it the prophets or the dentists

Fate is most times very unfair
Be not defeated by the things you saw
For life is more like war
And all is fair in love and war.
But whatever life’s battle you face
Nature will surely with remedy surface.

When you fall or fail
Don’t ceaselessly wail
Inhale…count to ten, and then exhale
Turn stumbling block to stepping stone,
So the builders reject, will be chief cornerstone

Two Demi-gods are on man’s destiny entrance
Their names, Consistency and Perseverance
Segun, to them, you must bow
No matter what, no matter how
On their feet, bring your head down

I know my son, I know,
That adventure is the blood of the youths
But by rushing the moment, the petals are bruised
So, calmly assimilate my child, calm study
For so, Apostle Paul admonished Timothy
Never be the first to hate
But to forgive, be the first and be in haste

My son, all humans can’t love you
If they all do, then they want to kill you
Likewise, all humans can’t hate you
If they all do, then they want the best for you
What people suffer to get, yet you so easily get
That you must never despise
For it is your miracle in disguise

For the sons of men,
Me, myself and I comes first
Don’t follow that context
If you find the opportunity to rule
My son, take the alternative to lead
For where rulers doom, leaders bloom

When fortune knocks on your door,
Be quick to offer him a sit
Use your wisdom and condor
To keep him and give him no exit


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Songbird's Song

My mind freezes as a birdbath
on a chill winter night,
It cracks like glass, soon dissolves
in sun-drenching midday light.
A thought of my winter parting
completely clouds my sight,
Like morning-frosted window's veil
gives an obstructed view,
I can't hear songbirds in winter
or feel me without you.

Freezing wind blows mournfully
through our lives without regard
for time lost, love's tender touch
or beatings of one's heart.
Cold and chill of midwinter
render leaving slow to start.
Anguished hearts as whipping snow
color life hard to see.
Songbirds fly late fall,
winter will be time to die for me.

I can feel a snow before it falls.
I smell it as in a breeze.
I know the North wind blows
after a turning of loose leaves.
Like slow leaving of songbirds,
a tossing of dead weeds,
I sense well signs of winter;
she seeks her strength this year.
When snow is gone, flowers bloom,
please shed for me a tear.

Place my grave atop our hill
on a shaded plot of ground.
Do not cry for me my dear
until springtime rolls around.
Songbirds will sing me hymns
as springs sweetest sound.
A fortunate man I have been
to have loved you for so long,
Remember, I still love you
as you hear a songbird's song.


Details | Ballad | |

WINTER WALK

Crackle of frost underfoot 
This snow covered wood 
Where I met you........... 
for the first time 

Clouds of breathy air, 
your cloak of deep blue, 
you made me stop and stare 

For, among the holly, 
we  both were looking for the same thing 
This cold pale sky, 
with no hint of spring 

Your first look, 
took my breath away 
Your shy smile, 
melted me 
The sun shone......... 
On that day....... 

Woods of evergreen, 
dusted with snow 
This walk.......... 
with you 
Inner glow 

This walk..........., 
with you, 
through snow 
My heart, 
wanting you so 

Your hand, 
warmed by mine 
Your shy glance 
How those blue eyes... 
did dance! 

This love did flow, 
on this walk, 
on fresh fallen snow 
So white and clear, 
surrounded by trees of green 

Woods of evergreen, 
fresh fallen snow 
Where our love can be seen 
footprints....... 
side by side, 
long ago 

Where I first met you, 
on that winters day, 
among the holly and snow 
You had far to go, 
now together 
Our way 
seems so short so 


Details | Verse | |

Wildflowers

Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
 
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB


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Dreams riding white horses

Days buried in the snow to save
Recollections touching the grave
Moved by wind in desert of ice,
Moved far from the sea of thy eyes
In the forgot countries of glass;
With wasteful waves they quickly pass.
Stars gather them in their cold lights,
Dropping from sky, they burn our sights.
Longitude of longing new heights 
Looms wave shinning hopes in checked nights

Windows with ice-flowers covered,
Know how their old perfumes were robbed
By young snowmen knocking at door
And asking at what colored floor
Is the blond spring`s good fairy hid?
Wind blows from the other side
Of horizon humming a lied;
Sleepy snowdrops started to read
About dreams riding white horses,
Climb up the mountain of Moses!


Details | Tail-rhyme | |

Rick Heart's warmth

            Through the darkest of nights with cold ice
            Yet remembering in my heart with warm love    

          A time in the Midwest an Irish French family of Seven 
         The fishing , boating and woods sent by Heaven 

          One night stands out that warms my Heart a frozen state      
         It was Winter having a Basketball Game to cheer at ..very late

          asking others too many times before for a ride
                          ~ here comes my pride ~

              calling many times only receiving a machine 
              standing by the only payphone , out of change
            It's now 3am calling collect , freezing my bones , the Scene

                I was giving up thinking.. shelter where to find ?
             snow falling hard, last call , my oldest brother answers

                 Never have I forgotten that frost bitten night 
              ~  through the frozen snow I see his headlights ~
 
            Rick driving his " Mach 1 "  Proud , Foghat playing loud 
           He my Hero like an Angel takes flight , certain he saved my life     
         ~ It was God whom sent him out in the cold freezing night ~
 
(   This is a poem entered in "Hearts Warmth " contest , also a true story of love 
     &   dedication to my oldest Brother  ) I always proud .


Details | Sonnet | |

You I Dream Of

A flower grows from beneath a blanket
 Of fine and purest white
 It reaches toward the sun for warmth,
 For heat and for the light

 My love for you grows stronger still,
 Despite the surrounding cold
 My heart is yours, bartered gone
 For yours has it been sold

 Its petals shine from morning dew
 Its stem grows stiff and strong
 It stands strong through the freezing cold
 It stands the winter long

 I long for you, for your soft touch
 I miss the way you smile
 The longer that we stay apart
 The longer every mile

 The flower stretches through the snow
 It reaches toward the sun
 And now without you the color is gone
 The flower's petals, dun

 But as we talk, and as we learn
 The flower comes back to life
 The snow now melts and goes away
 As you take away my strife

 Spring is here and growth abounds
 As you and I are one
 We are together, we are in love
 The snow for now is done

 I see the future, in dreams I have
 Of our life, long and true
 I see the times where all I need
 Are comforting words from you

 I see the times when winter comes
 As winter tends to do
 But we still love, and we still live
 And I do still love you

 And so we live, with children ours
 And a life of much to see
 With love we live, to live we love
 Happy together are we

 I see the flower, older now,
 But still strong with fresh new leaves
 I see it growing, tall and strong
 Reaching to the eaves

 We are now old, as years have passed
 But old together are we
 And strong our love still today
 As strong as it can be


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Pier Four


The north wind blows on loners' date, 
dusk cold of February and dark, 
strange ghosts remember us - they hark, 
we met on moors, one verse too late.

On wharf stray winds, wild bark - like dogs, 
alone I wait - on time's frontier, 
from this devoid - alive once Pier, 
whereon you smiled to winter fogs.

And it is strange to feel you there, 
you never left the winds' long call; 
I feel your flow in veins to haul, 
a string of tales - nostalgic fare.

And you appear - a wraith in mind, 
that distant smiles with blue soft eyes, 
gray clouds and snow from low hung skies, 
- how doleful meet our dusks and twine!

The night ascribes - pure quilt of snow, 
so much quietness falls and dearth, 
regales the emptiness of earth
and solitude of our time's tow.

Moon harbinger you'll spring to fore, 
if you appear, my life will shine, 
a conferred love will wave to mine, 
bloom-scented winds will reach Pier Four.

© 06/26/2012
(Iambic tetrameter)
entering Andrea's contest "into the gloaming"


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Notre Dame Marion


She thought of the details the Mistral sweeps
the tears she shed that night atop the deck
How beautiful it was to bear her dreams,
but why the heavens caused that evil wreck?

For ten odd months the postage she received,
the scent of ports conveyed and the ship's norm,
but near Alaska's Bering Strait, bereaved
the vessel spent her masts, within the storm.

The Mistral spoke that night, 'the ship was split',
and he was there inside the faint starlight,
he smiled - she guessed that he knew naught of it,
- how was his face angelical and bright!

He kissed her face (or so she thought), and hair,
and then she saw him on the captain's bridge
atop the Spring tides on departing fare,
upon the moors she laughed, conjuring griefs.

On Aleutians snows today and slow,
'Notre Dame Marion' heads on the windward tide;
atop the deck are standing in faint glow,
two ghosts that conn the ship on ether's glide.

© G.V. 01-09-2012

Contest: Any poem goes.
Sponsor: S. L.


Details | Lyric | |

Ride The Wind

Written February 24, 2012


One too many times
Our love has been unkind
To the rigors and chills of the snow
The streets they meet
Intersecting the heat
But the cold will blow without heed

To rekindle the flame
Must sound quite insane
But it's all I have left in this world
Yet to feed from the hand
Of another's demands
Could lead to the start of the fall

Ride the wind
Wherever it goes
Don't ask it questions
You don't want to know
The wind will carry you home


Details | Rhyme | |

Times of Trouble Are Ahead

Read the Bible and the words that are said. Times of trouble and tribulation are ahead! All one has to do is read the book of revelation. To read about this world and this nation! Days of wickedness and evil that abounds.. Shall very soon. Come “crashing to the ground!” For our sin, there’s a price that has been paid! Many have become sin’s servant and slave! Many will not escape God’s judgment and wrath! They’ve chosen the wrong direction and path! Right now... There’s a path and a way to “escape!” Please do it right now! Before it’s too late! The right path to take, is through Christ alone! He must be the lord of your heart and home! Jesus alone, can bring hope to your soul! He’ll never leave you! Is what he wants you to know! Times of trouble and uncertainty are well on their way! Christ can help you to overcome! He can do it TODAY! By Jim Pemberton


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SUMMER, WINTER SOLSTICE - 2010

It was a visit long overdue by most people’s standards. I had last seen my daughter two years prior to that during a whirlwind trip which she and her fiancé had made to Cape Town. I had an unexpected financial windfall and the money was burning a hole in my pocket. On the spur of the moment, I called my daughter and asked her to source accommodation for me in London over the Christmas season. A few days later, she called me back with the news that all the hotels had been booked up, save for the Ritz. I chuckled at the idea of having to spend my entire holiday budget on just one night at the Ritz. Then reason asserted itself and we put our heads together to come up with an alternative solution. I could hear her flatmate in the background, chipping in with her penny’s worth of advice. My daughter hung up and I was feeling down in the mouth about the plans for the trip being derailed in such a fashion. Later that evening, my daughter called back with the offer that if I did not object to sleeping on the settee in the lounge, I would be most welcome to stay with them at their London flat. I gladly accepted. She is a chef at a top restaurant and I was looking forward to gourmet meals prepared by her - including the Christmas turkey.

screeching seagulls dive at sushi scraps on a plate - the urchin watches
The evening of the booked flight to London, arrived. It was an uncomfortable hot day and I showered and dressed with only minutes to spare before my friend took me to the airport to book in the statuary two hours before international flight departures. At the airport everything was in chaos. We were given the unwelcome news that our flight had been cancelled. This was the third direct flight to London which had been cancelled that week due to London experiencing the worst weather and snow since records began in 1890! We were offered alternative flights and had to stand in queues for hours in order to procure a new airline ticket. Some people became very verbose and insisted on being granted passage on other airline carriers (at the cost of our local airline carrier). I do not know whether it was due to the weather or the disappointment I was feeling, but when my turn came at last to book a new flight, I readily agreed to fly on Christmas Eve ( three days hence) to London. If I had been given time to reflect on this date, I would not have accepted it. Arriving in London on Christmas Day would have been disastrous: The tubes and other public transport would have been curtailed on Christmas Day and shops and other amenities would have been closed for the day. This I knew from previous trips to the UK over the festive season. To add insult to injury, taxis would have charged triple for cab fare and no amount of quibbling would have swayed them. I phoned my friend to collect me and when we got home, I poured a large glass of Merlot and retired on the sun lounger in the garden. It was *full moon that evening and it was almost worth missing the trip to witness its beauty. I left my bags in the hallway and retired early – after phoning my daughter and giving her an update on the status quo.
moths dart between moon flowers - lunar eclipse
Six am the following morning, I was woken up by the phone ringing. Sleepily I took the call. It was the airline inquiring whether I could get to the airport by seven am. My friend was dancing up and down in agitation and already had the car out by the time I had brushed my teeth. I offered to pay any speeding fines which she might incur during our mad dash to get to the airport on time. The flight was an additional service which was laid on to get the backlog of passengers to their desired destinations. Heathrow had given our pilots permission to proceed, hence the call to me that morning. We were a total of thirty six passengers on the Boeing 747 – it translated to two passengers per crew member. We were treated to five in flight movies which were current and could eat and drink as much as we wished to. By the time we landed in London at seven pm that evening, there was a festive spirit among us. A radio taxi (which my daughter had organised) was waiting to collect me at Heathrow airport. It was a chilly four degrees Celsius below zero and I was grateful for my leather coat and wool accessories.
steep steps to flat shut out the bitter world - a heart pounds
**************************************************************** *The December 2010 lunar eclipse occurred from 5:27 to 11:06 UTC on December 21, coinciding with the date of the December solstice. It was visible in its entirety as a total lunar eclipse in North and South America, Iceland, Ireland, Britain and northern Scandinavia. "bitter" means piercingly cold..... A term commonly used by Britishers... "flat" means apartment. The Londoners I know, refer to it as just "flat" with no adj or possessive noun or article. Please see the About section for explanations regarding the 1ST AND LAST haiku. Haibun(literally, haikai writings) is a prosi-metric literary form originating in Japan, combining prose and haiku. The range of haibun is broad and includes the autobiography, diary, essay, prose poem, short story and travel journal. ~ Wikipedia


Details | Lay | |

He's the reason for the Season

Snow flake's here, snow flakes there and soon there's snowflake's everywhere.
    Some city may have sunshine, other places may even see rain. Whatever is the reason, 
   don't allow these astronomical happening's make you forget that, "(Jesus) He's the
   reason for the season, that Christmas is the day of sharing love and a day that our kid's
   should appreciate a day that our world was in need of a change.
    Somewhere must I say, some lil boy with no toys will not enjoy this christmas day. But
   really, its not always the presents that's stock underneath the tree, on this day as the
   snow is still falling from the skie's, let us remember sharing is just as important. For un-
    to us in Bethlehem, a King is born and love is the morale of the x-mas story. Love is
   the reason just watch your kid's have fun as they run around and play, to the one's less
   fortunate to not have what other's have or don't have, together let's us pray for happi-
    ness throughout our familie's and our leadership all over this great land in which we
    live. The greatest gift is due in all for joy of the reason. "He's the reason for the season,
   and his ressurection is a gift of his Glory".


Details | Romanticism | |

The Bliss of Winter

Please….. 
Will you walk out in the snow with me?
As the icy cold winds blow through your hair and cuts the skin
The red rose colour of your cheeks covers your face,
I walk with you and wish this feeling of love will never go away.

Please…..
Will you dance out in the snow with me?
As I hold you in my arms and sing the sweet lullabies of life in your ear
The snow swirls around us in a frenzy of flutters,
I dance with you and wish this feeling of hope will never leave.

Please…..
Will you lay out in the snow with me?
As I turn my head and look into the smile that brought joy to my life
I shed a tear for all the sadness you’ve taken away,
I lay with you and wish this feeling of peace will never end.

Please…..
Will you make love out in the snow with me?
As I gaze onto the beauty of your being and wash away the hate of  sin
We move together in the motions of life that bind us,
I make love with you and wish this feeling of bliss will last
Forever.


Details | Free verse | |

Violet Cream

Violet cream.
A light, velvety lavender.
Such was the soft glow
of that particular night’s sky.
Hints of golden orange
blew in the clouds
because of the street lights.
The snow that covered the ground 
and the rooftops of the suburb
reflected the celestial magic.

The road,
though surrounded with all this splendor,
was still black,
still motionless,
still hard.
It blackened any light it touched,
and hid any love it felt,
if it felt any love at all.

It’s hard to tell whether or not
she wanted the snow
or if she needed some time to herself,
or whatever roads think.
All I know is that the snow hasn’t touched her,
and a casual observer like myself
would say that the road
just wants to be left alone;
don’t we all?

What is it about snow
that reminds us how heartbroken we are?
The snow slowly conceals
the secrets that tease a terse soul;
the snow wants me to forget;
but I don’t want to forget.

She’s the road,
and the snow is time;
time isn’t hiding her from me.
Everything around her
is blending in the background,
but she is still hard,
still black,
still there.

A black road
Surrounded by violet cream,
and I,
helpless to change it.


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WINTER BLANKET contest haiku

                 WINTER BLANKET           
 FIRST SNOW of PRINCE WILLIAM SOUND

                       swirl white birch
                brittle leaves snow dance
                             Cocoa Kiss








Victoria Anderson-Throop
2012


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celsius

Fallen snow will remind of me/ it is snowing ... 
Slowly as in the dream/ 
Boy word-beads/ with signs on his spine/ 
He kisses fine/ 
Your eyelids /

And it snows ... It snows /so slow/
It does/ and you're thinking of me/ 
'Coz it's warm/ it's better to stay in warmth/ 
Waiting for summer dim/ 
It is snowing/ slowly like in the dream/ 
Flakes/ go round/ playing the music theme/ 
You've been looking for rescue/ 
You searched in wine/ 
But it's in me/ 
all the rescues are mine/ 
It is snowing/ the snow is fluffy and white/ 
If you see darkness/ I'm deaf and blind/ 
there's the cast of time/ on the arm/ 
But I discern the light/ 
Dreams/ upon your eyelids tips/ 
Prepare you for winter drowse/ 
And it snows/ 

Fallen snow/ will remind of spring /
it will crumble and crackle in vain/ 
It will snow / fluffy /white/ and slow/ 
And you'll become whole/


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Vail Colorado

I've ran the vail several times over 20yrs. But this night is different. This night,I would get 
the experience of my life. Some call me crazy. Well,I must be because I sure wasn't 
expecting what I got. I've ran it before with salt on road with little snow fallen. I've never 
had touch a chain out 20yrs but this night I choose not to also. Boy what a ride. I'm at the 
bottom now ofcorse cause I'm sitting here telling you this story. But there for awhile, even I 
had second thoughts as my hands grip tight. Couldn't even flunt an ash from my cig this 
night. The left hand gripping the wheel tight and the other on trailer back. There it was,an 8 
mile drop twice off this hill with flat in middle. My trailer skidding one way and the truck the 
other. The climb up wasn't that bad until I started spinning at the top. The ride down scarier 
then hell. My feet shuck light I was standing in ice. Because there it was no releasing that 
brake cause you knew you would fly as well as die unless you wasn't lucky to make it 
through this ride. My ass hole draw as if I need to drop a load. My mind thinks of my angel if 
it be the last time I get to speak at all. Cars flying by as I drop off at 20 mph. Some even 
sliding here and there as I pass one being cleaned up on my side. Done flip the car and 
camper,what a ride. It was the longest 2hrs I ever had other then the night I ran the devils 
highway with twin peak in New Mexico. That was a 3hr ride to worrying about not dropping 
off the cliff, where you could reach out and touch the top of the trees. It was my first 
experience this snow pack ride. Oh sure,I've drove snow before at 70 mph. But this moutain 
about beat the dog do out of me as I need to pee something bad. Because I knew when I 
drop off with no chains,it was my ass that was in for a drive. And even at the bottom the 
roads lay cover. But now I'm bumper 70 playing in the snow. God,I love this job. Because 
there's always new experience to come with this outlaw ride. As he defines all.That's why 
they call him the outlaw. Because that's one hell of a man to top when it comes to cops. That 
not even them can catch the man of the ride. Because really,I was suppose to have chains 
on this ride. To all a God Bless! And remember, someone's watching over you. So be careful 
out there but watch your backs. Cause the outlaw might be coming through a town near you.


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Emancipation

Emancipation
Unfettered-Set free-
My soul is longing for Home
Where the wild ducks fly to winter
Where I hear the sweet sounds of swans 
Calling her chicks to her side on tranquil lakes 
That reflect distant snow covered mountain peaks 
And shimmering golden trees laugh as they catch autumn sun
A treasury of diamonds glint across waters stirred by the gentle breeze
From air pure as the snow covered peaks that glisten against blue velvet skies
I am free to sing, to laugh, to know, I am fearfully and wonderful made in His image 
A child of the KING of KINGS, and I with Angels sing, His adoration and His Praise

© Brenda V Northeast 2 April 2012


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Snowflake

Floating 
Spinning
Floating
A white fairy danced down 
Ever so slowly
And kissed me on the cheek
The world is a giant cotton field
Eventually everyone will go away 
One day I will go away too
Will I remain 
Inside your heart 
Once I'm gone
Floating
Spinning
Floating
A white fairy danced down
Ever so slowly
And kissed me on the check


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Snow

The snow faintly gathers
The rays of the sunshine pour in
The crystals twinkle 
The purity
The brilliant sparkle 
Covered in a blissful tranquility
In front of your house 
My mind goes blank
My cheeks lightly blush 
As the snow quietly falls
Around me 


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White as snow

A winter time kiss amidst swirling
snow fall, pure delight wrapped in
a festive mist.

A tender fragment in time, a glimpse
of a future sublime.

Warm lips locking, we cease talking.
For in this sweet moment our worries
are forgotten.

We now see with fresh eyes, washed
white as the fallen snow. Into the blizzard
of life with faces aglow.

We have a purpose and endeavour in faith 
hope and LOVE!


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DAYS WILL COME DAYS WILL GO

Days will come days will go. The day we are born we start to grow things will come 
things will go. Just how many of these things will we really know? The snow will come 
the snow will go this will show just how much I love you so. Time will come time will go 
when they lay me down below. Time will come time will go soon you will have to let me 
go. Days will come days will go you still have a few years left to grow. Things will come 
things will go some day you will understand why I was laid down below. The snow will 
come the snow will go even thow I am laid down below I will always love you so. Time 
will come time will go just let me go I will see you soon. So go live you still have many 
years yet to grow and so many things yet to learn and know.


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It Is You I Dream Of

A flower grows from beneath a blanket
Of fine and purest white
It reaches toward the sun for warmth,
For heat and for the light

My love for you grows stronger still,
Despite the surrounding cold
My heart is yours, bartered gone
For yours has it been sold

Its petals shine from morning dew
Its stem grows stiff and strong
It stands strong through the freezing cold
It stands the winter long

I long for you, for your soft touch
I miss the way you smile
The longer that we stay apart
The longer every mile

The flower stretches through the snow
It reaches toward the sun
And now without you the color is gone
The flower's petals, dun

But as we talk, and as we learn
The flower comes back to life
The snow now melts and goes away
As you take away my strife

Spring is here and growth abounds
As you and I are one
We are together, we are in love
The snow for now is done

I see the future, in dreams I have
Of our life, long and true
I see the times where all I need
Are comforting words from you

I see the times when winter comes
As winter tends to do
But we still love, and we still live
And I do still love you

And so we live, with children ours
And a life of much to see
With love we live, to live we love
Happy together are we

I see the flower, older now,
But still strong with fresh new leaves
I see it growing, tall and strong
Reaching to the eaves

We are now old, as years have passed
But old together are we
And strong our love still today
As strong as it can be


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Ninth Fable

 Ninth Fable 
Ninth Fable 
 
Tragic Love 
 
Internet Love 
 
The Love eye have for ewe is just the same as iff we wed. 
The feelings that she gives me are never filled with dread. 
But nothing she can dew would make me ever want to wind up dead but the 
living do the love they do the life time instead. Eye could walk the halls of memory 
and get depressed or eye could become a nun in convicted pleasure and rest in 
convent until death can dew us part death can give me rest but what of love. How 
can a man get so excited at a little green dot a few mouse clicks and then a cold 
white chat box. The ink is never wet upon mye crinkle paper yet there it is its love. 
When she smiles at me eye smile when she frowns eye weep a river of the 
stuffins kept inside it all comes flowing out to make a wrongful death seem 
somehow write the words upon the mended heart depart from worry and from 
woe and take the brand new start and soon it all works for love. Snow White she 
ate the apple and then fell to fast asleep but Charlax came to kiss her and 
awakened her to live. Prince Charlax kisses good. 
Live upon the creek bank fishing for dragonflies in a house of love. Mending heart 
of Charming. Making love in heart. Mye snow white turtle love my pookie 
pochoucntous love my internet thrall. We can have it all just hold on to my 
namme and love. 
Researchers have now proven that love can mend a broken heart. 



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It Is You I Dream Of

flower grows from beneath a blanket
Of fine and purest white
It reaches toward the sun for warmth,
For heat and for the light

My love for you grows stronger still,
Despite the surrounding cold
My heart is yours, bartered gone
For yours has it been sold

Its petals shine from morning dew
Its stem grows stiff and strong
It stands strong through the freezing cold
It stands the winter long

I long for you, for your soft touch
I miss the way you smile
The longer that we stay apart
The longer every mile

The flower stretches through the snow
It reaches toward the sun
And now without you the color is gone
The flower's petals, dun

But as we talk, and as we learn
The flower comes back to life
The snow now melts and goes away
As you take away my strife

Spring is here and growth abounds
As you and I are one
We are together, we are in love
The snow for now is done

I see the future, in dreams I have
Of our life, long and true
I see the times where all I need
Are comforting words from you

I see the times when winter comes
As winter tends to do
But we still love, and we still live
And I do still love you

And so we live, with children ours
And a life of much to see
With love we live, to live we love
Happy together are we

I see the flower, older now,
But still strong with fresh new leaves
I see it growing, tall and strong
Reaching to the eaves

We are now old, as years have passed
But old together are we
And strong our love still today
As strong as it can be


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and I will come

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/ 
when the fall gives its rights/ 
to the winter/
you know I will come/
for good or for bad/
I’ll board the train/
Passing by / stations/ and countries/
I promised/ and I remember/
You said “there’s no fortuitous meetings/

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When you’ll lose the trace/
When my firmest snickers/ wipe out/
I will/ I will come…
Unexpectedly/ knowing solely the door/
Just the road / for sure/
Before/ take you I’ll ask/
“are you ready to go?” / 
You are ready/ I know/
All the noise doesn’t matter/
I don’t haste/ will be later/

…I will come.
When it finally turns out/
That November is overthrown by December/
When the first snow falls down/
Will be clear/ that nobody is remembered/ 

And I will come…
Somewhere in chest/ between ribs/
You slashed me/ with thoughts/ 
I can feel it with lips/ crawling under my cloths/
Our world is alive/ our life/ we’re alike/
And I….

I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When the death is changed into fate/
When the winter gives up/ 
To wait/ for spring/
to stay with shining sun/
I will come.


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Dead Winter

Watching as the snow covers her stone, A tear forms from my heart's deep unknown. Slowly, it fades off my pale, and frail face, Only to be replaced by death's cold, and frozen embrace. I fall to my knee's, Silently begging "Please!" The ice in my soul is beginning to grow, But i still feel her love, from six feet below. All that's left now, is one snow laden rose.


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Tale of the White Snow Turtles

In the deep of the snow, In the dead of winter,
Under the Aurora Borealis taking our breath away.
The snow turtles jostle, and skittle, and Skim the snow,
All in a beautifully quiet nights, bountiful, wonderful play.

Man has seldom seen this recluse, so gentle and so renowned. 
White as the snow packed earth itself, they simply can’t be found.
They sled and slide and scurry to hide before the break of day,
No one knows they’re even there, for they make not even a sound.

Animals respect them for they can’t make them into prey.
Even the polar bears leave them alone, except for to play.
And no matter how much the bears bat them about, I say!
They just close up and go wherever they are conveyed.

Magical, they can swim waters quite cold and really deep.
They eat the little fishes and enjoy whatever they can reap.
A man will never find their den as they dig into the frozen snow,
For like the tundra gophers, they live in the frozen ground below.

I swear they do exist, for a baby once came to me, admiring my fishing pole.
For I had lots of little tasty, yummy, fish that he wanted my son and I to throw.
We obliged him just that once, and then for more nights before we left his land.
But if you're going searching there’s something I should let you know, offhand.
They only show themselves to the pure of heart with a fish offering in your hand.


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Frozen

As I walk through the city
in the dead of winter,

(on the way home she is giddy
for the world has taken her)

The ice and the snow and the sleet and the hail
cling to my skin, but I cannot care.

(all that you see is an angel of ice,
her hair covered in snow, you try rolling the dice)

A boy walks towards me, but I barely see.
He starts to talk, I just take out my key.

(She offers a piece of lavender sweet,
then she turns away going on down the street)

He may not understand the gift that I've given him.
I don't know why, it's not worth much...my light is so dim.

(As the snow swirls around her you hear a small sound,
you blink and she's gone, never to be found)

I left him my heart and my soul, so frozen,
now I will return when the earth is golden.
The winter of my life will someday end,
but until that happens, I do have a friend.


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The Snowy Life of Two Loving Ghosts

Taking suggestions especially on this poem. This is a first draft and I like it, but I don't have time to edit at the moment. Thank you!
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The two ghosts dance through the barren forrest,
leaving footsteps to be pondered about
by the man who owns the land in the morning.
Howls and Screams and Laughter and Love
fill the dewy dark sky.
The two, lovers in death,
never knowing of the truth,
that their lives were taken
Snowfalls before,
being murdered in these woods,
their throat slits and their bodies mutilated,
No one knew who they were.

But here they are again,
running through the spindly trees,
taking in the scenes of their
eternal winter.
He takes her hand,
leading her to an opening in the trees,
a perfect circle, no light insight
but the stars above,
so beautiful,
so prominent.
Theres not a place in this town
better than this
to see the future amongst the stars.

They came here that day,
tent in one hand,
telescope in the other;
their thoughts in the air.
They were seventeen,
Seniors awaiting the approval
of a diploma,
They should be studying,
mid-terms next week.
They took a fatal break,
spent the night together,
only belonging to each other.

The ghosts;
who's sight doesn't recognize
the spot of their demise. 
They sit on top of a large smooth stone,
Left their by the world in it's hurry.
They gaze upon the stars,
waiting for the world to reveal itself.
The screams and wails and love still permeate the air.

They fell asleep in each others arms,
and so they never heard the footsteps,
the drunken laughs of men full of sin,
ready for some action.
They found the tent,
they killed the innocent souls,
but instead of leaving they bodies,
they left the ghosts,
taking the bodies and
depositing them in the freezing lake.
They then sat upon the rock,
laughing about the deed done,
passing out in the deadfall of snow.

The transparent lovers jump to the snow,
throwing themselves down to sleep the night away.
They cuddle,
protecting each other from the snow,
the danger,
the truth.
The smile,
and with one last scream,
they kiss,
disappearing,
merging with the snow,
Part of the world,
and this spot full of false truths.

No longer do lively bodies wander about the woods,
and the owner hardly visits.
But a few times each winter,
when the snow has fallen so deep,
You can hear the screams,
the howls, 
the laughter
and the love
of two ghosts
dancing in the snow.


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A Lover's Night

Sparkle sparkle flakes in flight.
Sparkle sparkle crests in white.
Snowflakes falling blowing bright.
Side to side in squalls pressed tight.

Cooling winds from upward gusts.
Frosted ice falls down in thrusts.
Foreheads cold in clammy rusts.
Frozen stiff 'till something busts.

Banks weighed down like heavy flour.
Snowflake pieces charged with power.
Hills and valleys waves that tower.
Simple curves much like a flower.

Dim and hazy light of moon.
Yellow mustard simply strewn.
Calm and quiet for a tune.
A lover's night to make us swoon.


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Memories Made

The coldest white had fell
Surrounding all the feet of those behind
The day turned into hours
Just in the mind
Did the gift appear in night?
Or were dreams reality?
Did it come from karma’s hands?
It drifts from sanity

The trek towards that happy place
You’ve been there many times
Something was different now
It held a horrible surprise
The box wasn’t full of life and sound
The ashes of memories made were here
Taking longer to twist the knife
Left remains of a child now in tears

Standing still you couldn’t breath
Excuses flying in your mind
Trying to figure out the scene
Hoping there’s time
You look up to see
Expectant eyes for the last time
You wish you could keep
But it’s the saddest of a smile 


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Trust

In the tundra lies a wall
That's crumbled and cracked but does not fall.
Sixteen layers of rebuilt block,
Trashed and tinted with paint and chalk.

For all that try to climb its height:
Just give up the useless fight.
For miles wide the wall goes on,
And ends where all the snow is gone.

But in the wall is a hidden door
With a polished handle and nothing more.
Many have searched time after time,
But only one will make the climb.

One step through to the other side
Causes the wall and wind to collide.
Down at last the wall will be,
The debris will soar from snow to sea.

But where the snow continues to fall,
There will forever remain a wall.


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cycles of love

my mark is fresh like snow in air
brisk and mist will crisp on hair
fists ball up from risk to care
whisper and stare but all is fair
love and reason, flow like seasons
the endings blending and quite seeming
parts of hearts, tho awake or dreaming
half is seeing, the other believing
eyes align and beats will sync
eyes a line for heat to sink
taken quickly for a fall
lovers stroll through memories' hall
echoes stir sight and scent
my senses flight keeps suspense
until logic teaches what it meant
all good things come to an end
summer lighting longer days
more hours to burn for lovers lay
precious tokens we hope to stay
from constant change or parting ways
spring into action to save those astray
a few more years can cost a pay
with lives and sacrifice displayed
perhaps tomorrow will be okay
years can fly like clouds in sky
feelings revealing what to decide
and just like that were back to try
to love the same until we die


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Stone Horse

Stone Horse. 

A cold night and it had been snowing, a rarity
where I live, amongst the olive cope a stone
that looks like a horse´s head, it still had snow 
on its head and neck, though snow on ground
had thawed the grass was shimmering green.
I brushed off snow and patted its slender neck
This act of concern brought astonishment, 
the horse sprung to life, a grey beautiful mare, 
it began grazing on moist pasture which, it had
been unable to eat for five hundred years,
quite ignoring me who had brought it to life.  


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THE PURPLE SPRING CROCUS - A CHRISTMAS STORY

Early Christmas morning I glanced outside,
and no snow was falling, and suddenly a vision of a luminous light
with a trembling child appeared in sight...
and could this have been the Infant of prophecy and might?


And He softly said with the sweetest and kindest voice,
"I bring you no snow but endless love...the warmest flame
that makes every forsaken and unhappy heart rejoice;
it's a gift so gladly given to all the believers of this blessed age." 


Struck by that splendid appearance, unafraid,
I ran to thank him for those wonderful words,;
and not having seen any gift under the decorated spruce,
I seemed puzzled, but not fearful or nearly surprised.


There it stood, my gift from that generous child with golden, curly hair: 
a purple spring crocus never seen before, an Alpine flower
which grows in early April in every emerald meadow...
I leaned forward with much gentleness and plucked it from the cold snow.
 

When I stood up, he was gone and not a trace of him could be found,
and who was that cherub without wings...to leave that flower in the bitter cold? 
Wasn't He the Christ Child who was born in a Bethlehem's abandoned stable?
And wasn't hope the meaning of the purple spring crocus so beautiful?  





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THE SNOW

The snow fell down. It covered the ground, in a blanket of white. What a beautiful sight. Children grinned from ear to ear. As they saw the heavenly snow appear. There were thoughts of playing in the snow. Building a snowman, with eyes of coal. The snow is enjoyed by young and old. Everyone bundles up for the cold. The sleds come out. The children shout. "I love the snow, I love the snow." It's fun to watch the families, having fun with their kiddies. Have you ever made an angel in the snow? Then watch it disappear when the wind did blow. Were you ever in a snowball fight that lasted all day until the night? There is sking and ice skating to name a few, of the winter sports people like to do. There are hazards too. When roads are bad. Accidents, many or few , could be had. Enjoy the snow and have some fun. Don't drive your car, like a Son of a Gun. Drive careful and take your time. You'll reach your destination, in due time. The snow comes falling down In every country, city, and town. It won't last forever. It'll melt away. The sun will come out, and shine all day. Go out and enjoy it while you can. Go out and make a big snowman.


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Snow globe

We strip ourselves of all
These clothes
And lay them swiftly
On the armchair.

But only they will embrace 
All night.

I still don’t understand your voice,
Dashing around the room
As if trapped inside a snow globe.

Your tears fall like snow,
You caress me inside your blizzard
And I’m shaken like the snow globe.

I lay wounding on your
Pile of tears, hoping for tomorrow
When our hands will stop searching
For one another.

The windows are closing up
On your last words,
Leaving yourself on the 
Other side of the bed... on the other side of you.

Only our clothes embrace
For the night.


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila


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Snow and The Pine Tree

Snow and The Pine Tree

Snowy white pine tree
beneath the palest blue sky
firmly stands waiting

for the sun to shine
as he softly kiss the snow
before letting go

time to part has come
thawing has arrived for the snow
but her touch lingers

her memory lives
in the heart of the pine tree
winter world of love

sweet and gentle snow
slowly melts under the sun
her fingers slipping

its time for the spring
to dance with the pine tree
till she comes again


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Beautiful Things

I always fall in love with beautiful things;
The year's first snowfall is an untouched scape
Of sweet serenity, shimmering in cool blue 
Effervescence...

I always fall in love with beautiful things;
His smile was warm-
His soul was so beautiful...

I always destroy the beauty in the things I love-
The perfection of the first snowfall is trodden on
Until it is a mishmash of clumsy footprints,
Of the dips where I stumbled
And of the grooves I shoved through-

I always destroy the beauty in the things I love...
There's always pain behind his smile now...

The things I love always destroy me...
I'm left with cold feet
And two broken hearts-
His, and mine


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What I Like About Winter

I love the sounds of winter
And the fancy way she dresses
When it snows...
I love the ice kisses she throws
From roof tops and trees
Icicles crystal clear
Forming and falling like tears
From the eyes of deserted lovers...
I love the crunch-crunch of her
Padded spaces and the way
Winter laces snow flakes falling
In piles of glee...
Snow angels, wide and free
Big and small, ah, come one,
Come all.
What I like about winter, is my new song
Now I must run along to fetch my sled
And tumble over and over in my snow bed...
Oh, I hear the voices of children at play,
Winter!
Winter!
You have made my daydreams come true!



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Walking in the Snow

Walking in the snow
As puffy flakes float by
We make a pair of footprints
While walking side by side

Walking in the snow
As our breath fogs the air,
Our footprints paint a picture
Of our quite presence there

Walking in the snow
In a vast land of white
We leave some imperfection
A testament to life


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Alabama Snow

The long never ending landscape of southern Alabama never runs cold. Today it decided to. The wind was at 
ease and all the snow flakes were about. The cold ground shuddered beneath me but I could tell it was a good 
kind of shiver. The snow fell down in a hurry yet it still took it's time swaying in the wind. All the snowflakes 
danceing around soon started a low tune far off on the wind. The band played a song that the world has been 
playing for centerys. One of love and peace. One that has no bounds or experation date. The song was cold 
enough to freeze the earth but here I stood warm as I basked in my happieness. The world seemed still as the 
orchestra played it's beautiful tune. The wind swirling and twirling as if it were a finely tuned violin. I couldn't 
bare to close my eyes for it was just to beautiful to look away from. As the wind picked up in it's gusts the 
snow felt ever so heavier and the skys begain to melt the love within the snow as all the snowflakes fell down 
as rain. "What a beautiful conversion" crossed my thaughts. The snowed over feild grew dreadfully quiet as the 
beautiful tune escaped into the wind. This was when I sudenly realized I was soaked and freezing. Almost killed 
me but I steped inside away from the Alabama snow. But I knew she'd come back for me.


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Breathe at Ease

Through the frosted window I watch the snow fall,
Falling so heavily amongst the street lights.
Faintly I feel the slow beat of your heart,
Beside me you sleep peacefully from the cool of the night.
As we lay there the snow insulates everything around us even further,
Especially any and all other sounds that were left lurking around.
I lay awake with a mind shuffling through so many emotions,
Trying to grasp this comfort that I have found.

I just want to wake you to let you know,
I just want you to look in my eyes when I speak.
Look how we’ve kept each other warm from the outside cold,
Look how for once in my life I can breathe at ease.
No longer do I feel like such a lost soul,
My lungs like my heart so full.
Honey I can’t wait for you to see,
How I breathe with such ease.

So I lay there watching the snow grow deeper with time,
The silence surrounds us in a warm comfort never felt before.
Whispering in your ear how our love will never turn blind,
That we can be free and forever let our hearts soar.
Then as time moves on and we grow older,
I know that what’s in our hearts will never change.
It will never matter if what surrounds us keeps getting colder,
The warmth we share together now will always remain.
No it will never matter if what surrounds us keeps getting colder,
The way I breathe at ease when I’m with you will always stay the same.

I just want you to look in my eyes when I speak.
Look how we’ve kept each other warm from the outside cold,
Look how for once in my life I can breathe at ease.
No longer do I feel like such a lost soul,
My lungs like my heart so full.
Honey I can’t wait for you to see,
How I breathe with such ease.

Now I can relax and be lost in your arms,
Finally I can close my eyes.
My mind is at peace with all my thoughts of you,
Sleeping together in the glow of those street lights.
I just can’t wait till morning,
For you’re the first one that I’ll see.
I will tell you all about my thoughts last night as I lay beside you.
I will tell you that how when I’m with you I breathe now with such ease.


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This Christmas

This Christmas
 Snow falling at my feet with friends around,
 Snow balls flying at me and hitting sound.
 Joyous hymms being sung and love so clear!
 Sweet Christmas songs playing for all to hear!
 Snowmen being constructed with smiles,
 Chills making us go numb, all the while...
 Moms make hot chocolate young ones.
 What a time Christmas is! The one true peace!
 When all true hatred should come to a cease!
 One thing can be assured this Christmas year
 I'll be filled with joy with friends and family near!
 CMS


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Behold the Snow

Behold the snow all clear and white
Within its glow a winter’s sight
It settled in sometime last night
While fires of passion burned so bright

He told her that he loved her so
He bared his heart to let her know 
She knew his love was pure as snow
And that he’d never let her go

For them the clouds seemed always white
And kiss filled laughter all they know
They never felt the cold of snow
When every star showed future bright

Yet endless bliss just wasn’t so
For she had other dreams in sight
So much to do before her night
And so for now she had to go

Then in his hand was something bright
Which loosed a shriek into the night
Now hidden somewhere out of sight
Behold the snow all clear and white


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Footprints

saying goodbye to you
every time
is like being in a snowstorm
and watching my only companion 
walk away through the whiteness
fading away through 
pale distance
until the only evidence
you ever existed
are footprints
already
gone


Details | Kyrielle | |

free cee BARKEEP REAP ANOTHER ROUND FOR THOSE ROSES

        BARKEEP REAP ANOTHER ROUND FOR THOSE ROSES

Came then the snow
When winter made its way to woe
Came then the cold
And beckoned beauty my eyes would behold

With a lapse of loneliness was I by bemusement bequeathed
Bemused by a lady accused of granting far too much grace
With more than a tincture of temptation
And hair woven of libation and lace
Came she to me to say to me how wondrous winter can be
As windswept flakes of snow bounced upon and blessed the ground
While I soaked in her soothing seraph sigh and a sanctified sound
And each time she’d blink the snow would turn pink
While the roses required a requisite drink
The garden was jealous of the palette the lady did portend
Colors crammed with the kind of credulity chrysanthemums contend

But buds bow and become belittled by the wind
And wilted by weariness Nature seemed reluctant to rescind
Held hostage by the threat of what might be hurled down from the scurrilous sky above  
Held hostage as she holds hostage now my love

Came then the frigid weather
With love no longer a tender tether
Only snow below fallen from on high
And me to watch those drunken roses die
                                            © 2012 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~





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This Night I Wait

Crisp, fresh footsteps on the
smooth serene picture of
snow darkened by night.
They ruin the blanket of
nature left by the
flurries in the midts of winter
with a new beauty,
in which I find more attractive.
The crisp, fresh footsteps of your
departure leave me to ponder
on the questions at trial in your mind;
Have you enjoyed the day,
the cook-off at church,
sleeping at your grandmothers,
eating at mine?
and the safety of your journey
back to your warm, messy bed.
I sit on the edge of my own,
waiting for the return of the
crisp, fresh footsteps
one snowy day.


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Hymn To Our Warmth

I do not mean to compliment you
Only on your physical appearance.
There are so many other ways 
That I could specify how great you are.

A snow flake dances in the wind,
Pure, innocent, magnificent and small.
It flutters there or here beside me
Acting as a muse for my pen
Or a distraction from a world of frustrations.
For no reason but their own
My crystallized companion turns to face me,
Landing upon my lips to melt.
Or it should choose to take to folly,
Dancing again past my eyes.
Not only do I see it there, but feel it tambien.
Where hopes are dreams and spirits jolly,
I would have the moment’s consideration again,
If only for a moment to reside there or here
Where the snow flake warmed my heart.

The pleasures I feel are not to be felt
With fingers or lips or the flesh of this body.
These pleasures flow
	Far deeper than the bloodlines go.
These pleasures excite
	Far stronger than our joint hands might alone.

Alone this body is only flesh.
Without the passion that flows between us
There are only empty hands:
Hands that hold hands,
But do not feel their warmth.


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Season's Change

Spring how wonderful for alas it is here
Birds fly all around making good cheer
My lover sits close to me and whispers in my ear "I love you my dear" 

Summer how splendid the pool parties began and all the kids hope it will never end
And then my lover comes to me and looks me in my eyes with sincerity  and says              "I'll always love you my darling" 


Fall has it all as the wind calls to the trees as their leaves fall and turn colors from what use to be green
As far as my eyes can see they cover the ground
I look for my lover but he can not be found
I call for him but he does not reply
Perhaps I will see him another time



Winter sets in  followed by cold icy winds
It blows poor trees which are now dead and bare
The sky has turned gray and the flowers have gone away and now I see snow
But where my lover is I still do not know
The snow touches my skin with soft icy pains of sadness 
With a broken heart comes many things anything but gladness




Weeks go by but it is not yet spring 
The snow has all melted and dead grass is all I see
Then I look into the distances for something has caught my eye
"Oh My!"  I cry it is my lover I see
I run to him and grab him joyfully
But that joy was short lived as he pushes me away
With his face like a storm he says "I don't love you anymore" 


Like seasons people also do change 
I know this now as I slowly turn and walk away....  


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Snow Man

A Cold breeze flows through my soul,
My hearts been replaced with an icicle.
Seems like it's always winter season,
And my temperature's a million below feezin.
Walkin through this snow storm,
In search for anything warm.
A chill in my bones ice in my veins,
Feelin like a snow cone with ice in my brain.
I got frost bite,
In this below zero fahrenheit.
I'm stuck in this emotional igloo,
With nothing to my name, completely nude.
Growing numb, losing all feeling,
Looking for anything to start the healing.
I'd give anything to stop the freezing and go back to cold,
I'd give my soul but it's already Been sold.
I need some one to come help me,
An ice sculpture ive Become I need someone to come melt me.
It feels like I've been dipped in liquid nitrogen,
I just need to feel love again,
By some one whose more then just a friend.


Details | Free verse | |

Dreaming Inside A Dream II

I dreamed

of snow...glistening

lacing the air,

falling without pattern,

whiting out

a dreary day of

gray trees and

forlorn brown grass.

The snow rested on my face,

raised to the sky.

The snow tickled my eye lids,

reminding me again

of you,

and the last snow-fall we shared.

You brush away my tears, smiling

from the heavens.



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Parachutes

I sit before my snow framed window, 
watching thick flakes drop from the dark sky,
parachutes that disappear into the calm white sea below me.

The light is fading framing a reflection,
I see myself glazing, still like a photograph,
inside, I drift back to the watery place by the Black Sea.

I can’t remember that moment in detail,
when I crashed through the surface and into this blue
wash of emotion which has charged me magnetically.

The snow has receded and the sky is now dark.
But the time just stands still as I relive those thoughts,
gathering strength with my will to reinstate through alchemy.

In the distance my senses are stirring again.
Steadily, they come closer, I hear them whisper to me,
“drift back to the surface and let go, its just a memory”. 


Details | Romanticism | |

The beauty of an Angel

It is the storm that we brave when there is no sight to see. 
But that of your beauty that I strive for when I live this life in despair. 
It is there my heart soars is where the eagle is. 
Way up yonder in the blue skies of heavens grace. 
There my soul laids deep in a love of wonders and maze. 
That of an angel to which darkens my door steps. 
Not with death does she bring but that of my heart she holds there. 
It is with love I have lost myself as I search to find again. 
But there you shine a light brighter then the moon itself. 
As I see a star shine through them cloudy days. 
Just knowing you are there and we share the greatest thing of all. 
And that is the love of two hearts desire. 
That it is there I breathe the air of my breath as my love is that of an undying one. 
As you squeeze my heart to which you hold and keeps me pushing for more. 
As I find myself loving you more with the words that cut so deeply. 
It is there it bleeds for you and the way you care for one. 
That it isn't just your beauty I crave but that of your love I so desire to have. 
That of an angel with so much love that I have fallen to one knee and prayed. 
For God to give my heart with sweet love of devotion and you never to leave my side until 
our dyeing day. 
For there you have my heart, so be careful not to squeeze too hard. 
Because it is fragile and doesn't take much to shatter. 
As I can just feel your hands laid upon my chest as every beat it feels you are there. 
With great love I send a kiss to you that it may hit you square on the lips. 
But with that of a gentle but soft touch it carries a love so true and dear.
For it is there my world is bright and snow lay. 
As I have found a snow angel of heaven best but with love and beauty she portrays.


Details | I do not know? | |

Rain, Hail and Snow

Rain, Hail and Snow is made in the love of you and I
Touched by the flirting of your eyes
Warmed by the comfort of your smile
Invitations you make 
With the irresistible way you speak to the heart of me
Then patiently wait for the shell to break and reveal the Man I am.
Leaning over my sleeping face and welcoming me into the next day.
Spreading your wings and opening your heart for my shelter at night.
Rain, Hail and Snow is made in the same way
The Sun warms the water and it rises to the sky
The heat touches the clouds and it drops on you and I
And whether our hearts warm the atmosphere or our emotions turn cold
The weather will be the love of you and I....
Rain, Hail or Snow


Details | I do not know? | |

the masteries dream

“The masteries dream”
Every night i seem to have the,
The seem masteries dream.
It begins with snow and ends with rain,
And has sun in between.
I start in the snow by a house,
So big and grand.
It’s look like i have been crying,
But i still don’t under stand.
I see a guy in the distance,
And the snow begins to stop.
I begin to smile,
 As I can see a guy smiling back at me.
I can see his face but not for long,
As it begins to fade.
It doesn't matter what happens in this,
House but every thing seem to drain. 
But than the sun begins to shine,
As a new day has arrived.
But the house has gone,
And so have i,
And there are mourners by a my grave.
Aah then i wake up of fear,
To check if i am alive,
Before going back to sleep,
 to see the terrible dream inside.
As the weather has change again,
As now it begins to rain.
All i could see was a little girl,
swing on a chair with a cat between her feet.
Singing a song of loving treats, 
And about her mother never,
Giving up in defeat.
So that was my masteries dream,
As it always seems to fad at the end.
If it’s ever comes true, You will be the first to now, 
As i never give up in defeat.


Details | I do not know? | |

snow snow and more snow

I see snow falling on the ground
I See snow falling all around
I see houses covered in snow
I see Cars Covered in snow
I even see birds with snow on them!
I see a small timber wolf ready to pounce on its prey
I also see the prey about to jump in its hiding spot
Poor timber wolf maybe next time tho
will he get some food
i love winter 
the snow so bright
i love the northern lights
It helps me sleep every night


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Tradition

Chilling winter breeze swirling all around
Glistening snow dancing gently to the ground
Blanket of white a soft sparkling crystal hue
Lights glowing on the tree silver red and blue

Cinnamon spice and chocolate wafting everywhere
Silver bells plays softly a I snuggle in my chair
Waiting for the cookies to turn a golden brown
Thinking of our Savior with his heavenly crown

Voices coming up the walk remind me of my joy
Decorating the cookies fun for each girl and boy
Making memories with family each and every year
Singing carols as we work brings fun we hold dear

Traditions of the holidays are much more than a gift
Playing in the snow gives everyone a giggly lift
Coming close as family working sharing and laughing too
Creating a bond I hope will last their whole life through


Details | Light Poetry | |

Inside From The Snow

Outside, there are tons of snow. We are stuck inside with no place to go. Honey, let's say we put on a show. No audience, only the two of us in bed. Let's get it on just like when we were newly wed. inspired by another member's poem


Details | I do not know? | |

The Snow Fell

The snow is falling
The sky is dark
Nothing is normal
Since i met you at dark

Since that time 
You've been on my mind
Since that time 
Your all that i have said

And as i go to bed
I pray and hope
I'll see you again

Your walking up behind me
The dock is silence
The wind is still
The waves are calmer then out sea

Sitting down next to me
You tell me stories 
Of how you used to be

I listen so inventively
I didn't see the snow
And After that 
I never again saw you

Because you left the snow fell
The snow that i now see
The snow is falling
And so are we.


Details | Imagism | |

The Beauty in Autumn

She, meaning that of something of nature.
Something born pure of wonders and such beauty. 
Autumn, the time of year when all tree’s bloom that of color and love.
When the leaves fall to the ground to which it lye’s. 
To there to which was thought of love from far.
As it was there my heart laid in thought.
As the wind blows through this cool autumn day.
As this day we have crossed in life.
But this day have I seen Autumn’s Beauty she portrays.
It’s there deep in soul I want to touch her.
As I think what it would be like for our lips to touch in such a passion.
In a manor of discrete and commitment.
To feel the true love to which autumn has inspired the sky’s to frost air.
To feel the warm, soothing breeze; she enhances my soul.
As I lye here in the leaves in the center of the woods.
I stare at the clouds rolling through the tree tops.
You know its beauty that enlightens the air.
As I sat and gaze at the mountains and curves she portrays.
To watch her move across the floor heaven has laid.
Captures my heart in many ways.
As the beauty of autumn is an inspiration to me everyday.
I know it’s something pure; God has put in my life this day.
I know I would be blessed that of an angel of heavens best.
As autumn I think of this day.
That just to have her love would be like that of a snow fall cover.
As nature was very kind with the scenery of the landscape.
As I would love her in many ways a snow flake would melt.
That the snow Tip Mountains wouldn’t be that of a cold snow drift lay.
But everyday would be a warm Beauty of Autumn love at blaze.


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HEY LINDA WHAT DID YOU MEAN U READ IT CUZ IT WAS ME SO COULD YOU KINDLY TELL ME WHO I AM

linda-----listen to Leonard Cohen any song on youtube.....puhhhhhh  leasssssse      
he'll make you feel as inadaaquate as he does me, betcha....i cannot listen to his 
words early  because i would never write another word during the day.....DO NOT let 
me know if he is or is not an unmitigated genius because I dig cliff hangars   your 
friend, ~free!~     AN UNFORGETTABLE EVE WHEN THE WIND OPTED TO  
BLOW            
                                              SNOW
Saturday sought Snow and became a shawl for the entire northeast 
but for me it was heaven sent
The lights from the lounge reflected off the white wide world
And the evening’s festivities were akin to feathers blessed by flight
It was the final tune of that night so right
And then she mystically appeared, 
that evening’s gift to me
But no, ’twas music and dance no more for us that eve or evermore

For the band was on their symphonic way
And I did not inquire as to how I could touch her once again
So you see,
As seasons do disparate deeds April slay the snow………………
And as the ice and snow had done 
sorrowfully she was gone

Hours devoured days since I’d held her hand to dance
Alas when dreamed did I of her  
By what name wouldst she be summoned forth
Thusly I gave her many names
All mellifluent
All melodic
All floral
All names that claimed a soul serene

Each day I’d wonder why I lost that which would sustain me alone
No food, no drink, but ever do not wrench us two apart 
I  knew not the trail to her abode, 
on a street blessed by her presence
No way to see that sight of light and brightness for me to behold

The next week I was calling Saturday sadder day
Yet and still  a friend coaxed me into going where I had found the first sight of a 
lady who was the embodiment of love made mystic by the music’s end
Never to be continued

Someone opened the door to  the lounge
And the band was playing some kind of classical composition mixed with jazz
My eyes scanned the room that she might as I had, come there 
but for to meet me
And yes, there she was, and smiled sensually as she drew near
We both agreed that week had been a master with no heart
And still, for years we’ve danced to music that gave our love its most romantic 
start    © 2011.…Phreepoetree

 
 

             PHOUR PHOOLS PHOUR PHITES


Details | I do not know? | |

Touching Snow

Touching snow is fun
Touching snow it cold
But one thing for sure
Its what keeps us fascinated

I went to the park
Its darker then dark
The fountain in the middle
Is softly rushing water

The owner of the park
Looks at  me annoyed

'One more hour
Mr. Hayes' i call

he shrugs and walks away.

He leave and knows that it will take longer

Siting there i start to cry
No one ever said good bye

They not to me
Nor i to them

Many years ago 
the time and date of today
i lost my family
in this park

shooting, shouting
three people on the floor

With eyes so full of tears
i get up to walk home

and there at the far end of the park
there you stand

knowing all my pain and suffering
you've been there from the start
don't know why i thought you bad
your just there to help

but that night before i left
 you walk up and ask
'are you OK?'

and at that time I'm a child again
daddy would ask
are you OK? when i got hurt
and here you are so helpful
so loving

now i remember what 
Toughing snow was like


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The Impossible Dream

I dream the impossible dream

I dream of snow that falls in
June,

I dream of pink and white tinsel
Hanging from the sky

With white and blue carnation
falling like rain

I dream of the turtle dove singing
Your favorite  medley of song

I dream of the night’s with sunshine
Shooting stars of cupid arrows
Sail

I dream of love when December is
Is a summer’s day

I dream of a love back in the summer
Of 71..

When the night’s were young and love
Blossom of roses..

I dreamed of times when everything
Was fine

When I was young and you were my
Shining star.

To dream the impossible dream when
When sky was yellow

And rain was blue

The snow fell in June

When days of December was gray
With long white icicles 

Glisten as sparkling diamond hanging
From branches..


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an UNFORGETTALBE EVE WHEN the wind opted to blow snow

     AN UNFORGETTABLE EVE WHEN THE WIND OPTED TO  BLOW            
                                              SNOW
Saturday sought snow and became a shawl for the entire northeast 
but for me it was heaven sent at the very least
The lights from the lounge reflected off the white wide world
And the evening’s festivities were akin to feathers blessed by flight
It was the final tune of that night
A night astoundingly bright
And then she mystically appeared, 
that evening’s gift to me
but the evening ended before she got to know me

For the band was on their symphonic way out
while two people who felt bound together for no reason suffered unreasonable doubt
And I did not inquire as to how I could touch her once again
So you see,
As seasons do disparate deeds and April slays the snow………………
By the time the ice and snow were done 
I ended up the most sorrowful one

Hours devoured days since I hoped to hold her hand to dance
Alas when dreamed did I of her  
By what name wouldst she be summoned forth
Thusly I gave her many names
All mellifluent
All melodic
All floral
All names that claimed a soul serene

Each day I’d wonder why I lost that which would sustain me alone
No food, no drink, but ever do not wrench us two apart 
I  knew not the trail to her abode, 
on a street blessed by her presence
No way to see that sight of light and brightness for me to behold

The next week I was calling Saturday sadder day
Yet and still  a friend coaxed me into going where I had found the first sight of a lady who 
was the embodiment of love made mystic by the music’s end
but hopefully to be continued

Someone opened the door to  the lounge
As the band was played the last song,  some kind of classical composition mixed with jazz
My eyes scanned the room that she might as I had, come there 
but for to meet me
And yes, there she was, and smiled sensually as she drew nigh
and then utter the sigh of her "hi"
We both agreed that the whole week had been a master with no heart
And now, for years we’ve danced to music that gave our love its most romantic start     
2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~

 
 


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Snow in May

Snow in May that first year
Mother’s day, it was
Remember how the tulips glowed
in hopeful brilliance through the frost?
It nearly warmed our hearts.

Eleven years of freezing takes its toll.
Rubbing sticks together wishing for a spark
to start a cozy campfire
to bask
and relax
and thaw in.
Too careless with the kerosene
Casualties of
explosions hurling words
and broken pieces of the past
and looks.
Ah, the looks.

Wounding and wounded

Eleven years of snow in May
Time to leave this place

Today I planted seeds
and in May, before I go
I will render their sprouted potential to the garden
so the next one can know
that new life grows
even where there’s snow in May.


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What does it for me contest

Open my senses and pour into me 
all of the things that cause me to feel ecstasy
Summer nights that are filled with torrential rain
Watching a horse run while waving its long mane
A thunderstorm that echoes through the distant land
The piano playing something new and deliciously grand
A magnificent sunset on an open field
The crisp fall air in November that makes my soul yield
Gloomy days that I like to hide inside
An extended car drive with no destination in which to arrive
Colorful leaves dancing in the wind while on a long hilly hike
Open Dirt roads with a newly painted bike
Boat rides that go far out to sea
Fresh waves that crash against me
Mornings after a heavy snow 
When no one has touched it and the snow still has its glow
The smell of a person’s clothes that I like or love
When I am having a bad day and I turn and see a white dove.

By: Sabina Nicole
contest: what turns me on


Details | Free verse | |

The Dog Exercising Machine

Yes, I know, I should be alongside.
Age and bad knees 
dictate that I am inside the cab
with a long, green leash
so Katie can run close by
every morning, 
for the last seven years
in rain, snow and sunshine. 


She runs in earnest ( can a dog do that ? ) 
Her tongue is back against her cheek.
Her ears scan and sweep 
and swivel around
left and right 
listening for something ahead 
or behind
as she gallops, trots, 
saunters, paces
 at my side.  


Sometimes in the dark, 
sometimes, just as the sun is coming up, 
but always in the morning, 
when the smells 
of the deer and elk 
are still fresh in the grass 
and the berry bushes 
along the fence.

I love to see her run.  I love to hear her run.
I can hear the jangle jangle of her tags and her collar --
her leathery, black ears flapping against her head.  
her breathing and sometimes
a snort or puff as her strong, wide paws hit their mark 
ker-plop, ker-plop.
Nails dig into the ground
 little wisps of grass and dirt, flying.


Now, her ears are back over her head and
the leathery tips almost touch 
as her back legs push 
like a rabbits
working in time
driving her faster.


When the snow is here
her feet beat their rhythm
in the icy white stuff.
Crunch, crunch, crunch,
the first marks in the snow, 
and maybe -- the
marks, in line with the truck's tracks,
there 
the next morning.


When she stretches all the way out
in a full run, her tongue is out  -- 
far out of her mouth, 
almost lashing against
her cheek.
Her strong back legs
the rounded, hard muscle under the shiny, black coat,
push her along 
and I wonder
how all those legs and feet work
in synchronization 
as she concentrates on her task 
or has her eye 
on something ahead
that she has got to get to
now!


Details | Crystalline | |

Frozen in Crystalline - Number 2

Frozen in Crystalline – Number 2

Suspended icicles sublime
Kisses on a bench frozen in time 

Contest: Frozen in Crystalline
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Dated: 25.11.2014


Details | Rhyme | |

The Cold

Is there a difference
between the cold and the snow?
The snow is new,
but the cold, it knows.
It's been there forever,
and for so long in my bitter heart.
It's seen nations fall,
and me get torn apart.
The snow is new
each and every year.
It knows nothing of sorrows,
nothing of my fears.
The cold is eternity,
the cold is forever.
The snow will melt away,
but the cold in my heart, never.


Details | Free verse | |

At The Very Least, The Snow Came Down

At the very least the snow came down
Two feet in front is all I could see
A blanket of white has covered the ground
As the trees stand layered in icicle dress
I started to roll a ball of snow
Quite big, I was impressed!
~
   The second ball left me feeling queasy
Lifting it onto the first
Then rolling the last, now that was easy
When I placed it on the second snow ball
And as I looked around
The snow continued to fall.
~
   The snowman looked a little silly
Yet still was like your dream
I made the eyes out of two lilies
The smile from ruby gems
A marshmallow made the pipe
With a Dogwood wood twig for a stem.
~
   It was so heartfelt that day it snowed
Yet fit your description of your dream
You and I under the whispering clouds that glowed
Building a snowman together by the stone
Rattling off with giggles
While singing home sweet home.
~
   Such beautiful love I felt, playing in the snow
The snow angel? Well that made me cry
As I knew it was time to go
I brought a dozen roses that day
Placed them in the arms of the snowman
Who is now, watching over your grave.
~
~
     By:Darren J McMurray
        March 3, 2009


Details | Verse | |

Autumn Winter Leaves

The yellow, orange and red autumn 
leaves falling remind me of a 
gentle snowfall or gentle rain.
While driving down the street today
the leaves tumbling so gently
made me feel so special, made me
feel alive.
The autumn leaves continue to fall
like falling snow or gentle rain,
Walking along the sidewalk with
someone special thinking of a 
winters walk in the snow,
made me feel so special,
made me feel alive.
The autumn leaves continue to 
fall in wintertime.
Walking or driving with the 
falling leaves, with someone
you find so dear, is in it self a 
special time to continue from here.
The autumn leaves continue to fall
like falling snow or gentle rain,
may you have a special someone that 
is near, and dear with you tonight!
By Sandra L. Hoban
© 2003


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HEAR THE UGLIEST WORDS

My letters, somewhat unrealistic and poetic, have always been sweeter
than long kisses, making you fee happy and float on sun-lit clouds,
but little did I know that you secretly flirted with guys on Tweeter;
read this last one...your unfaithfulness is obvious and can't dispel doubts!


Hear the ugliest words from my angry mouth...
once they were the notes of songbirds, now they've turned very bitter,
but you like them waited for Fall to migrate South;
selfish, selfish heart you ran from me when snowflakes sprinkled the air!


This coming winter will be my loneliest, I won't have any of your kisses;
I'll sit alone and watch the first snowfall and hear the Northern wind hiss!





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I Look Up To See

I Look Up To See

Some days I look up to see 
If the sun is still shining on me
I bask in its glory the rays on my back
I love the sunshine its warmth I can hack

Some days I look down hoping maybe
The rain will stop pounding on me
They say I’m not salt nor sugar so surely won’t melt
So I put up my hood do up my buttons and belt

Some days I look out through frozen window panes
See the snow on the ground blocking the lanes
I walk through the snow leave my footprints behind
Knowing if I get lost my way home I can find

Other days no matter how weather maybe
I love being out their feeling so free
Other days I like walking just to feel free
Just to be with nature that how it feels to me

Most days I look out and just wonder why
I am part of the universe the land and the sky
Most days I’m happy with what I can see
Most days I’m happy just being me


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Snow

There’s snow on the ground outside.
The wind is blowing, so cold.
So beautiful but deadly.

In the dark, things lurk and watch.
In the day they hide,
Asleep but not…

The sun shines on the white ground
As it blinds passerby’s.
Couples huddle along admiring the snow
While dark things hide in the shadows, 
Silently laughing at the innocent victims.

At night they come out, staring through the windows
Wishing they could be inside.
The cold outside is too much for humans to bear. 
They run inside, unaware of the beasts and animals that wait outside the door. 

The winter is a time for dead things. 
When trees are asleep and the flowers are hiding.
When false spring creeps up, 
It makes the flowers die. 

People are stuck in their houses because of too much snow or ice.
Frozen in the ground are things we came to love in summer.
Underneath the snow, there is still grass. 
Later when this is over,
It will be exposed and uncovered. 

Less freedom, more snow.
If you stay outside too long, 
You could freeze and no longer be living. 
So deadly, but we still love it. 

Why do we sit in front of a fire and then go out to where it’s cold and dead? 
Would we rather sit in the snow?
Snow…
Such a strange thing…

Anissa Sapp 
1/21/07 2:54 PM


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Winter Rose

I lay here in the stillness of night
Like last night, the night before 
Alone with no one to hear my voice
Echoing in the silence against these walls
That slowly close in each night, tonight, every night

I watch these winds outside my window
Brushing the cold snow across the valleys between trees
And I cannot help myself from wondering 
If the cold chill scratches at your window
Whispering in shivers across your shoulders of our pain

Does it echo my love instead?
Does it dream of you like I do?
Does it hold our love like a rose?
Does it breathe across your neck?
Like I do, have done, will do again

I watch the languid snows falling to the ground
Down through the canopy of remembered leaves
A many folded memory they cup fast within
Of you, of me when in these arms you bathed
Inside the rhythms of our hearts beating like one

I shiver within the memory of your body next to mine
Of the way you fit beside me as we two slept to dream
Until dawn broke with pastel shadows across our bed
To fall upon you the Rose of lush and vibrant life
In each moment cast of whispering light from dawning day

I remember watching you in those moments
As if it were this morning, yesterday, the day before
And this memory fills the bed that yawns beside me
Of your waking eyes and smile beneath the first ray of light
When you looked so fragile with a foreshadow of strength

I see you my love everywhere these eyes do fall
In the roses of winter only these eyes can see
I see you smiling in the falling snow bathed in moonlight
In the wind billowing across the twilight earth
I remember you in every shiver to touch my shoulders

 
Each an echo of your love
Each a dream touching my skin
Holding your soul as if it were a rose in bloom
For this heart still singing of your embrace
And I do, every night, each night, this night

I think of you
And of the day, the morning when . . . 
My Winter Rose
I see you smiling


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Once Upon A Christmas

I stand at the window and watch the snow fall 
It's been two hours since Billy left 
The wind has built, a blizzard set in 
And I can't put my mind at rest. 

The snow has drifted blocking the road he took 
But he knows his job, the cattle must be watered and fed 
And hay for the baby calves to bed. 
"I'll be all right," he said. 

There is no school it is Christmas vacation 
The radio predicted conditions to worsen. 
With his family save and warm 
He then sets about caring for those out in the storm. 

TV and presents keep the children entertained 
While I my hair do pull. 
Dinner is ready and still Billys not home 
And with questions like "When's daddy coming home? 
And "Can I go out and play in the snow?" 

It is hard for them to understand 
It isn't just a snow fall, the danger is far to grave 
Wander to far and they could be lost 
And in turn perhaps lose their lives. 

Two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock came 
Finally Billy comes through the door 
Wet, exhausted and frozen to the bone 
He removed his outer garments and collapsed on the chair. 

As he ate the children came 
Excited to have daddy home 
Satisfied he was safe and sound 
They went back to their TV and games. 

Chore time came and the blizzard ruled 
I offered to do my share 
He smiled and said, "Everything's fine. 
Just the cow to milk and the pigs to feed 
And I'll be right back inside. " 

I put on my coat took shovel in hand 
And worked at clearing the path. 
In an hour it would be covered again 
But I needed to have some fresh air. 

All were in bed, the Christmas tree bright 
The Nativity set caught my eye 
Tenderly I picked up the manger, bow my head and say 
"Thank You Baby Jesus and Happy Birthday."

                                                                Cile Beer


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Over The Phone

She was so terrified,
A phone was continued ringing,
She didn’t dare to pick the receiver,
She ignored the ringing and went to bed.

He had a break down,
When he checked his pockets,
He was strange to know,
He forgot his ballet at home.

Early in the morning,
Someone knocked at the door.
She removed a curtain and looked outside,
Everywhere snow was covered.

She opened the door 
And let police to come in.
Your son last night, 
Stocked in a snow storm,

We tried to give him a first aid,
But terribly found, he was dead,
We recovered his body; 
You can look at him.

She was weeping bitterly,
And crying for his husband,
If you don’t terrified me,
I never thought you are over the phone.



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TO ALL THE CHICKS WHO HELP THIS HEN WITH HIS PEN

     AN UNFORGETTABLE EVE WHEN THE WIND OPTED TO  BLOW            
                                              SNOW
Saturday sought snow and became a shawl for the entire northeast 
but for me it was heaven sent
The lights from the lounge reflected off the white wide world
And the evening’s festivities were akin to feathers blessed by flight
It was the final tune of that night
A night astoundingly bright
And then she mystically appeared, 
that evening’s gift to me
But no, ’twas music and dance meant not to be

For the band was on their symphonic way, but one woman and twelve young men
And I did not inquire as to how she could touch me once again
So you see,
As seasons do disparate deeds and April slays the snow………………
By the time the ice and snow were done 
I ended up the most sorrowful one

Hours devoured days since I hoped to hold her hand to dance
Alas when dreamed did I of her  
By what name wouldst she be summoned forth
Thusly I gave her many names
All mellifluent
All melodic
All floral
All names that claimed a soul serene

Each day I’d wonder why I lost that which would sustain me alone
No food, no drink, but ever do not wrench us two apart 
I  knew not the trail to her abode, 
on a street blessed by her presence
No way to see that sight of light and brightness for me to behold

The next week I was calling Saturday sadder day
Yet and still  a friend coaxed me into going where I had found the first sight
the virgin image of a lady who was the embodiment of love made mystic by the music’s end


Someone opened the door to  the lounge
As a juke box was playing some kind of classical composition mixed with jazz
My eyes scanned the room that she might as I had, come there 
but for to meet me
And yes, there she was, and smiled sensually as she drew nigh
With  eyes that rivaled the bluest cerulean blue sky
We both agreed that the whole week had been a master with no heart
And still, for years we’ve danced to music that gave our love its most romantic start    © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!

 
 


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WHEN WINTER COMES

When winter comes
And the first snowflakes fall
Who is the first one in my thoughts?
Who is the first person I call

When winter comes 
And there is a fresh fall of snow
Who makes snow angels with you?
Is it that you’re the best angel maker I know?

When winter comes
And there’s fresh snow on the ground
Who builds the snowman with you?
Is it that you make the best snowmen around?

When winter comes
And we spend all of our time together
Have you ever wondered why?
Do you think that I just like the snowy weather?

When winter comes
There is a reason why every winter I call you
It’s the same reason I’ve had since we were seven
I’ve wanted to tell you but have been to scared to

When winter comes
The reason I pull off your wet gloves?
And the reason I gently warm your cold hands? 
Is that you’re the one I love


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Time For Lovers

Time is with us 
As our hearts unite and our souls become one
Time is right now 
As I reach for you and touch my palm against your brow
With my heart I do see all that I want us to be
And maybe love will come shining down on me

As the sun warms our eyes, and the snow cools our skin
Oh the soft gentle bend of the combined
Does blow my mind
There’s no more time 
Or the sticking, tricking shadows that crawl upon our face 
Erase, erase

Time is with me 
As I walk with you for all eternity
Time is still to come, 
As we journey far into what has just begun
With my heart I do know how much more we have to grow
And maybe our love is all we’ll have to show

As the sun warms our eyes, and the snow cools our skin
Oh the soft gentle bend of the combined
Does blow my mind
There’s no more time
Or the sticking, tricking shadows that crawl upon our face 
Erase, erase

Time does not conceive what you truly mean to me
Time can not feel
The warm intoxication that you give to me
As our bodies collide with the sea
Time will not last if we run too hard or too fast
Just hold my hand and you’ll be ok, and with me time will never come our way
We will escape the time 


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The Snow White Dove

Fourteen years she gave him her love

Little children laughing at the snow white dove

Reflecting an image so soft and sweet

But the mirror lies then it cuts your feet

Closing out reality

The reflection blinded her, then she drowned in the raging sea

Imagining for all love of life

She was just a prisoner titled his wife

Now will she fake her separation from the cobra's beast

Now the wishless heart will feast

Love me not she screamed in vain

Inside there was nothing but a salty grain

Fruitless heart for the dove

He was blind and now he lost her love

Forever his heart will be caste in pain

You should have never began to perceive

Now the snow white dove must leave

Whispering her name out loud

Now the angels stole the shroud

What was the word he meant to say "love"

Oh, love is too late today

For the hour has begun to sleep

Now the angel has begun to weep

Should our souls start to pray

Not anymore, he can not stay

Pulling him down into the lost depths

I heard a voice telling me a year ago

Telling me the dove would intercept the hail of the blinding snow

God please guide her and make her warm

Shelter her from the darkness of the storm

Take our dove and sit her upon a golden lark

Snowy white radiant beauty of a bird

Now imprisoned where her song is never heard

He took her soul, he took her life

He should have loved her, she was his wife

Her heart must not remain unknown

Please dear god don't leave the snow white dove alone


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Snow White Queen In All Her Power.

I am young. 
I am strong.
I am wise beyond my years.
I comfort those with tears.
I am the 21st centery.
I am the modern day snow white queen.
I am pretty.
I am loyal.
I am loved.
I am the snow white queen.
I am the  dreams that you dream when you go to bed.
I am the one and olny and I am not in your head.
I am the star that shines bright in the evening sky.
I am the rising sun that brighttens your morning sky.
I am the arms that hold you when life takes you for a ride.
I am the earth that grounds you. 
I am the snow white queen.
I know all for I am the fairest one of all. 
I am the snow white queen.
I love you more than it seems.
I am the snow white queen.
Without you i have no dreams.
I am the snow white queen.
I need you arms.
I need your love.
I need your kisses.
Your love is like a dove.
I need the stillness that only your love could give.
With out it this will all come to an end.
The end of The Snow White Queen.
And all her splindor.
Forever she will sleep till her lips feel the power.
Forever she will wait for love eturnal power..
Thus ends the stoy of the Snow White Queen in all her power.
Take your chance and wake your true love at last.
 


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Snow Chapter one Slumber

She awakens in a cold room, Letting her eyes adjust, To the swaying bulb above her, Shivering as she lifts herself upright, Climbing to her feet, Feeling her knees bow, As she steadies them. She slowly walks, With her right hand against the wall, Still feeling a bit dizzy, Wondering where she is, And why it seems so cold, Moving along towards a metal door. She touches the handle, Feeling it's icy grip running through her fingers, Hearing a faint noise somewhere on the other side, Sounding somewhat like the wind, But rather eerie. "Mother!" she cries out, "Mother...w-where are y-you" she cries, Pushing the latch down and pulling it, Slowly opening the door, As fresh snow comes flowing in, Like a billow of smoke. She puts her hands over her eyes, And looks out into the winter wonderland, Seeing something a bit ways away, Something huddled up in the snow, Not too big, and not too small. She pushes her way out, Feeling the cold snow beneath her bare feet, And the constant snowflakes, That fall from above, covering her head and shoulders, Sending a chill up her spine. She makes her way through the snow, Feeling it getting deeper the farther she goes, Closing in on the slumped over object, That begins to resemble a person, As she draws in on it. Something cold stops her in her tracks, She looks down and notices large red blotches in the snow, By the look of it, it's blood, And the object is a body, Draped in white covered in large red stains, From head to toe. She kneels beside the body, Slowly flipping it over, Looking into the cold glassy eyes, Realizing that it's her mother, With a small sharp object embedded in her throat. The girl yanks the piece of metal out, And drops it, Small trick-lets of blood fall into the snow, She looks at the piece of metal, And realizes that it's a rose, Surrounded in barbed wire. She touches it again, A feeling of warmth comforts her, She remembers her mother giving this to her, When she was a little girl, She told her "No matter how far away I may be, Mother will always love you". "I love you mother' she cries, Gently laying her head on the corpse, As snow continues to fall, Blanketing her in it's icy embrace. A smile spreads across her face, Closing her heavy eyes, Being overtaken by the endless sleep, That will reunite her with her mother, That she had slain in the wintry wonderland, That now is their tomb.


Details | Free verse | |

no longer LONELY in a LOUNGE

     AN UNFORGETTABLE EVE WHEN THE WIND OPTED TO  BLOW            
                                              SNOW
Saturday sought Snow and became a shawl for the entire northeast 
but for me it was heaven sent
The lights from the lounge reflected off the white wide world
And the evening’s festivities were akin to feathers blessed by flight
It was the final tune of that night so right
And then she mystically appeared, 
that evening’s gift to me
But no, ’twas music and dance no more for us that eve or evermore

For the band was on their symphonic way
And I did not inquire as to how I could touch her once again
So you see,
As seasons do disparate deeds April slay the snow………………
And as the ice and snow had done 
sorrowfully she was gone

Hours devoured days since I’d held her hand to dance
Alas when dreamed did I of her  
By what name wouldst she be summoned forth
Thusly I gave her many names
All mellifluent
All melodic
All floral
All names that claimed a soul serene

Each day I’d wonder why I lost that which would sustain me alone
No food, no drink, but ever do not wrench us two apart 
I  knew not the trail to her abode, 
on a street blessed by her presence
No way to see that sight of light and brightness for me to behold

The next week I was calling Saturday sadder day
Yet and still  a friend coaxed me into going where I had found the first sight of a 
lady who was the embodiment of love made mystic by the music’s end
Never to be continued

Someone opened the door to  the lounge
And the band was playing some kind of classical composition mixed with jazz
My eyes scanned the room that she might as I had, come there 
but for to meet me
And yes, there she was, and smiled sensually as she drew near
We both agreed that week had been a master with no heart
And still, for years we’ve danced to music that gave our love its most romantic 
start    © 2011.…Phreepoetree

 
 


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A Fallen Snowflake

I looked out my window, on one December night, and I decided to let myself Go 
on such a magical flight.
 I saw the snow spread a soft blanket upon the ground.
 It was quiet, divine, cool, sweet and sound.
 But then I looked closely at one little snowflake.
 Many nice memories it did recall, I remember, it was the good times in the 
Family during winter and all.
 I remember sledding down the snow, on something not quite a sled, though. I 
remember the laughs and the uttermost fun that I had, and the trips, and The 
falls and the coldness that made me mad.
 But then the snowflake that had fallen tore apart and I was heart-broken 
Because it stripped in two parts.
 For the same happened to me, my family tore apart, with the death of my Father 
and all, it left me with a broken heart.
 And now when I look at the snow, I feel bitter and cold.
 For I once thought that the fallen snowflakes were something for my poor 
Heart to hold.
 For I once thought that the snow was true, pure gold.


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TO ALL THE CHICKS WHO HELP THIS HEN WITH HIS PEN

     AN UNFORGETTABLE EVE WHEN THE WIND OPTED TO  BLOW            
                                              SNOW
Saturday sought snow and became a shawl for the entire northeast 
but for me it was heaven sent
The lights from the lounge reflected off the white wide world
And the evening’s festivities were akin to feathers blessed by flight
It was the final tune of that night
A night astoundingly bright
And then she mystically appeared, 
that evening’s gift to me
But no, ’twas music and dance meant not to be

For the band was on their symphonic way, but one woman and twelve young men
And I did not inquire as to how she could touch me once again
So you see,
As seasons do disparate deeds and April slays the snow………………
By the time the ice and snow were done 
I ended up the most sorrowful one

Hours devoured days since I hoped to hold her hand to dance
Alas when dreamed did I of her  
By what name wouldst she be summoned forth
Thusly I gave her many names
All mellifluent
All melodic
All floral
All names that claimed a soul serene

Each day I’d wonder why I lost that which would sustain me alone
No food, no drink, but ever do not wrench us two apart 
I  knew not the trail to her abode, 
on a street blessed by her presence
No way to see that sight of light and brightness for me to behold

The next week I was calling Saturday sadder day
Yet and still  a friend coaxed me into going where I had found the first sight
the virgin image of a lady who was the embodiment of love made mystic by the music’s end


Someone opened the door to  the lounge
As a juke box was playing some kind of classical composition mixed with jazz
My eyes scanned the room that she might as I had, come there 
but for to meet me
And yes, there she was, and smiled sensually as she drew nigh
With  eyes that rivaled the bluest cerulean blue sky
We both agreed that the whole week had been a master with no heart
And still, for years we’ve danced to music that gave our love its most romantic start    © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!

 
 


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We shall go away

 
We shall go away from all our troubles.
We shall walk along very beautiful places.
We will not have hard problems or hurt. 
We shall go to find our happiness.
Nature will smile to us - how to welcome visitors.
We shall meet Autumn in her wood tower.
She will help us to take off a cargo of doubts , 
She will give us beads carved from rowan for our good luck.
Then we shall go to the white house of Winter,
There the mistress already has baked a pie.
We shall learn to her wisdom 
and shall ask her give us the future for a life.
The snow will turn and turn behind the window,
We shall run out on street with you, 
We shall make a Snow man and a little Snow house,
We shall say goodbye to Winter and shall continue our way.
We shall arrive to Cheerful Spring.
She will protect us from griefs and troubles,
She will give us to drink of spring water
And wreaths from snowdrops, narcissuses, violets.
Spring will open to us a door into summer and will order: " Forward! "
She will show a correct path, and we shall walk along it.
Suddenly we shall see our house of 12 floors in St.Petersburg.
We shall return to our apartment, and the cat, Peach, will meet us joyfully.
Fine flowers on our balcony will smile, having seen us.
Phone will ring - we shall hear a voice of our good friend.
And we shall understand the main thing: 
Our happiness is in our native home.


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ONE COLD NIGHT

Out of the snow,one cold night in December
while a snow storm howled and moaned.
With a book I sat in comfort by the front door
When above the noise of the blizzard came a
mournful,frightful howl.
Startled,I went to the door.
I searched thru the snow with a flashlight til I
had almost given up,but once more with my hand on the
door knob came a whine of a pup.
I had made up my mind to scold it and send it away,
half freezing myself in that blizzard.
I found it at last in the snow drift half frozen and stiff.
His cold little body shivering and I just could not make him go.
With his small puppy eyes he implored me
not to send send him away in the storm 
and as I knelt closer to see him 
he placed a cold paw on my arm.
Once more I sit here by the fireplace
each time I look in his direction
a friendly tail thumps on the floor.
He watches me,every moment.
You would think he had known just what 
I say with his glad puppy eyes.
He says thank you 
and I am glad that I let him stay.
My new best friend.



Written by:
Misty D. Burress


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A Cold Calling...

have you ever watched your
footprints gradually disappear
in the snow that's coming 
down like a frozen tear 
sometimes I lose my way
in the path that I walk down
and I try not to look back
at my footprints on the ground
love sometimes fades like those
prints in the snow that's falling
and you just want to run away
but it just keeps on calling
calling you to stay
 
I know you've seen a light
that gets hazy in the snow
that looks like it has gone out
but we both know its still a glow
well I know that a lovers light
sometimes weakens to a spark
but in a lovers bedroom
lights flicker even in the dark
and love grows dim 
in those flakes that are falling
and you just want to hide away
but it just keeps on calling
calling you to stay
 
have you seen a house crying 
as you slowly walk past
from is icicle eyelashes 
we both knew would never last
well I know that I have seen
this happen a time or two
I always try not to cry 
with it each time that I do
sometimes love is like
that those tears falling
and you want it to just go away
but it just keeps on calling
calling you to stay


Details | Free verse | |

Precious

Precious is the moment the first snowflake hits the ground
The eyes of a child illuminate while taking in the view of snow
Seeing them run to the depths of white, only to sink and laugh

Precious is the joy of having helped another keep warm that winter
By placing your very coat upon the ones who need it even more
And seeing them smile back to you as you play with your children 

Precious is the excitement of a puppy as it plays in the snow
Almost laughing we, chasing the flakes, having snow on its nose
Watching it jump from snow mound to snow mound, just seeking

Precious is taking some scraps to the dog that cries in the cold
That later becomes warmed by the love bestowed by your offering
Becoming a playful animal that in return only wishes you love

Precious…is love and caring


Details | Ballad | |

WINTER WALK

Crackle of frost underfoot 
This snow covered wood 
Where I met you........... 
for the first time 

Clouds of breathy air, 
your cloak of deep blue, 
you made me stop and stare 

For, among the holly, 
we  both were looking for the same thing 
This cold pale sky, 
with no hint of spring 

Your first look, 
took my breath away 
Your shy smile, 
melted me 
The sun shone......... 
On that day....... 

Woods of evergreen, 
dusted with snow 
This walk.......... 
with you 
Inner glow 

This walk..........., 
with you, 
through snow 
My heart, 
wanting you so 

Your hand, 
warmed by mine 
Your shy glance 
How those blue eyes... 
did dance! 

This love did flow, 
on this walk, 
on fresh fallen snow 
So white and clear, 
surrounded by trees of green 

Woods of evergreen, 
fresh fallen snow 
Where our love can be seen 
footprints....... 
side by side, 
long ago 

Where I first met you, 
on that winters day, 
among the holly and snow 
You had far to go, 
now together 
Our way 
seems so short so 


Details | Ballad | |

SHOULD YOU KNOW

SHOULD YOU KNOW 

Should you know 
In a sky of purest blue 
You are cloud of snow 
Sunlight too 

Should you know 
Upon wings 
Love to bestow 
Loving things 

Should you know 
I am here 
Love glow 
Nothing to fear 

Should you know 
I gave my heart to you 
Let it flow 
In a sky of purest blue 

Should you know 
A heart to capture 
Upon clouds of snow 
Loving rapture 


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THE GIFT

Snow falling heavily on my shoulders, 
soft crunch underfoot, 
harsh bite of air in my face, 
must pick up the pace 

My hand  frozen on my staff 
stillness in the air 
sky thick and heavy with snow, 
many miles to go 

My sigh escapes me 
in a cloud of breathy steam, 
for this gift i carry, 
i must not tarry 

This precious thing 
that comes with me 
must be given 
to the one who's has been chosen, 
on this land of frozen 

No more miles to go 
in this land of falling snow, 
the warmth of my gift 
heats me so 

stillness of air 
snow falling silently 

My heart guides me so , 
through ice and drifting snow 
lantern light, 
in growing dark of night 

I will  soon be there 
for the gift cannot wait, 
must never be late 

Soft knock at wooden door, 
it opens, 
for this is the lady I saw 
in my dreams, 
the gift I carry for 

Warmth of firelight, 
I hold the gift I have carried so far, 
in this land of white 

I hold her hands in mine 
golden light flows between 
for you have just seen 
the gift of love ,so fine 

Her soft kiss, 
melts my snow 
this is my place,I know, 
something not to miss. 
through ice and snow drift 
we both have the gift 

For you only really know 
in this land of ice and drifting snow, 
that the heart beats so, 
for the gift of love 

Firelight flickering, 
soft candlelight glowing, 
my pulse quickening, 
sharing the gift, 
in our love making 


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And The Snow Fell

And the snow fell in a flurry, 
White powder from a compact sky 
Dusted down the avenues 
Where I was seen to hurry 
With a world in winter passing by. 

And the snow fell, crackled freezing 
On eyelashes with a kiss of ice, 
White-out on the cobblestones, 
The wind was shrill and breezing 
Sweet and sharp as sugared mice. 

And the snow fell with a whisper, 
Mounting drifts upon the road and wall, 
Strangling the narrow paths, 
My footfalls sounding crisper 
In their haste to navigate it all.

And the snow fell with a violence 
As I breached the empty meeting place, 
Spectral footprints filling up 
And all was boundless silence 
You were gone without a trace.


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The New Story about the Snow Queen


 

Cold, ice, the grey sky.

Wind chases snowflakes violently.

«Why do you lower the curtains In your room?

Are you afraid of somebody?» 

«I am afraid of Snow Queen,

who has kidnapped a small boy named Kay!

Suddenly she will glance In my window also!»

«You must not be afraid!

She not malicious, she is unfortunate.

I think, that Mister Andersen was mistaken,

when he saw her once in his window, 

and he wrote her history.

But I know that, ever long ago, Snow Queen 

was one of three sisters, the Snow fairies.

She was curious, she liked to travel.

One day she flew to distant Russia.

There Snow Queen, so young, fell in love

with a handsome man, the stalwart Frost.

Three daughters, the Snow Maidens, were born to them.   

How happy the Snow fairy was with her family!

But once, when Frost was not at home,

malicious North Wind stole the beautiful fairy.

She did not want to be his wife and resisted him!

Then North Wind erased almost all her memories

and sent her to the country of Eternal Cold.

Then she became Snow Queen.

But two daughters remained 

in the small bit of her memory,

which she stored in her heart.

Always sad, Snow Queen

flies to various countries.

She looks into windows of houses

And she hopes to see her dear girls. 

 


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christmas

it's snowing
kids playing
outside having fun
im watching snow falling
down on love ones

it's christmas
it's christmas
yes,christmas is here
it's christmas
it's christmas
christmas brings all the cheer
repeat2x:

it's snowing 
kids playing 
outside having fun
im watching snow falling 
down on love ones

bells ringing
carolers singing
i love that happy sound
im singing "o merry christmas"
while the snow is falling down


it's christmas
it's christmas
yes,christmas is here
it's christmas
it's christmas
christmas brings all the cheer
repeat2x:

it's snowing
kids playing
outside having fun
im watching snow falling 
down on love ones