Snow Age Poems

snow
ice frost
icicle
January
teeth are chattering
February also
March has been called off this year
a new ice age in the Midwest
we will not be planting until June...

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The winter of life...
the body slows and time shows
snow-flecked wear and tear....

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It happened again in the bookstore the other day…
It has happened to me before….
In truth…as each year passes…it happens a little more.

It’s pretty much always...

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These lines were written for a contest about aging on another poetry site. They do not reflect my attitude about the process, nor should you...

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The trees are thrashing, high winds, snow, and ice.
A storm is brewing, and it won’t be nice.
A T.V. warning, the power might go out,
it’s going...

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When will it be that it’s my time to go?
I see all the signs in the air. 
Must I wait through storms til there’s nothing...

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No one asks troll woman her age
She is older than the petrified forest
twice as old as the snow-capped mountains
Savvy, sage, seasoned, Smithsonian-trained

Hard-working too her followers...

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THE EVER DWINDLING FEW
				      At Juno Beach

At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down  to the shore,
Where...

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February 13th, 2023 - old man winter gave a one...two punch

Overladen snow covered crackle and crunch
though, this skeptic owned a doubtful hunch
that such 24/7 round...

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The morning air to which I have awoken 
whispers softly upon me, the subtle signs of change.

For the aroma of distant fire has joined the...

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Absolute deafening silence...

during and after a moderate snowfall
today January 19th, 2024,
within Southeastern Pennsylvania
and elsewhere across the Eastern Seaboard,
whereby blanket of whiteness
muffles sounds of civilization.

I hate...

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Foot on the gas
No time to slow down

Paddling harder
Not wanting to drown

Reaching for oxygen 
Atmosphere's thinner

Still in the race
Eat the dust of the winner 

Adventure...

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Asphalt black gets blacker still
In the total calm, sounds disappear
Wind gives up the sin of motion
Ocean tides know no boundaries
Only the pain of waves slapped...

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Font Din Black

so u real??? 
Warning! The following choppy, batty, 
dopey: elegy = flaky, goofy, history: iffy, 
jumpy, kooky: loopy, matty, nappy, nippy, 
sketchy material...

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Through my chest, Winter slips
Her chill as a coat of arms;
Honed breathlessness—

The whitest of white; milky touch—
She has a warming heart's warning,
As the frost dribbles...

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