Best Black Forest Poems

the half-filled glass
of Black Forest wine

moon shines on her parted lips

3/21/2020...

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Limerick : Once a Firebrand Fräulein from the Black Forest

 Once a Firebrand Fräulein from the Black Forest
In winter went out to cut wood sans vest
In fact sans Lederhose
Nor even horse fire hose
So she got fired on wood with zest.

		or
So she got fired for good...

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A black forest full of ash ,

the sky echo's and leaves a path of light just enough to make you hope there might be a way 
out ,

so you search , and you find no water , no color, no warmth,

as you walk every thing...

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Well I am no stranger to
the kiss of death
... the closer the sun sets
I can hear you calling to
me creature of the night 
where the winter roses
grow in the cold, icy wind
and falling snow...
IN THE BLACK FOREST
I find my way through
the briars and down the...

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Well I am no stranger to
The kiss of death
The closer the sun sets
I can hear you calling to
Me creature of the night 
Where the winter roses
Grow in the cold, icy wind
And falling snow...
IN THE BLACK FOREST
I find my way through
The briars and down the 
Pathway,...

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In the black forest matter without mind
Falls by its own weight between each drop
Rain happens that way when branches break
Collapsed by forces of nature to the ground
Sunshine is a mistake
Where light penetration is not
Remains sealed inside without escape
Below a canopy of green shrouded in mystery
Crisp...

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Black Forest Cherry Cheesecake
bathed in chocolate 
topped with foamy cream and nuts
a scrumptious delight
on cold, frigid nights
comfort food
Yum!
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Germany’s favorite black forest back in her day
Knew how to distribute her leaves right away.
They formed a beautiful orange and red sea.
As pumpkins grew on vines in numbers of three.

Witches and warlocks came to get a tiny peek.
They were excited by the leaves they did...

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Deep in Black Forest
lives a good-natured ghost
whose eyes are like Nebula
a blurry blue

He Slithers along
steeply falling terrain
where ravine-like dark valley
drops deadly low

Every Lunar night
near Cascading waters
He camps to sing by the grave
of his lost girl

Serpentine river
dragging along cold air
gushes forth Myriad rifts
roars with the ghost

All...

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he was raised by trees
a fur king in Germany's black forest
few met him, as he seldom transmogrified
posing as a harmless sapling by day
howling rage by night...

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