Snow Allegory Poems

The throne of the crow 
Dominates their subjects below
Scanning each plot of sow 
For the murders they can overthrow.
The two withered branches from the tallest...

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white balloon of pulse beats
its sluggish hops on March land
matted with half melted snow
freed from a nearby high rise balcony 
cut from its red and...

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The hill I climbed though tough and slow,
Had glistened in the morning snow.
When at the top, I scooped the ground,
As in my hands, I rolled...

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January welcomes a new year,
still dressed in bright suits. 
Shy January brings new expectations but also fear.

We dream about a new life,
we try to find...

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Don't worry and cheer up for a while,
let us kiss under the mistletoe.
Why don't we toast in the snow?,
Let's welcome the next year with a...

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Crossroads to where life began
Fear of dark cold round me again

In the twilight before the morn
Scattered grass iced, forlorn
Silence in the air ash orangy dawn
Fire...

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Relaxed and warm I'm feeling
under this warm blanket,
I can sleep out from the cold.

Sometimes I wonder
if others are so lucky, 
I guess many don't,
then I...

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The orbiting host of a forenoon sky claims a sunny day. They are attributed for the better part of each year, primarily affecting the island's...

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Dear Humans;
I'm The Earth. I'm writing to you
this letter from the near future.
I have many things to tell you.
I don't know where to start.
On the...

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Having to undertake my journey through life
        I face unusual situations...This time with animals...

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From the window of my chic city office, lost in thought, I gaze out.
The pedestrians scurry like frenzied ants below, caught up in their bustling...

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Sometimes poets tell a story
Sometimes they leave you guessing
The writing is cathartic
Like slowly melting snow.. de-stressing

Look closer and you'll find a muse
The Irish poets used...

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Old Abandoned, Rundown House

We can still see home to this day,
Which will eventually pass away;
Finally would fade into past at last,
While we stood there all...

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One Dewy morn in month of May
When meads and green were half asleep 
The breeze was filled with blooms and hay
And by the lake were...

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Oh misty shadow stop a while 
I think thee I can recognize!
Thou float with clouds in every vale
With airy wings in airy guise 
 
Oh...

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