Best Rinks Poems

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On
This
A blessed
Winter Day
Dressed for the
Holidays. A pure blanched
Vision awaits me so I reflect out loud. 

Satin white angel hair snow, sleeps light on our street,
enriches...

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*SNOW WHITE*

ANOTHER
BURRRR! BLIZZARD
COMING
DECEMBER 
ESKIMO
FREEZING FORECAST
GHOST-GROUNDS'
HEAVY
ICICLES
JITTERS
KIMONO
LOW-HEAT
MAKING-COCA
NAPPING
OASIS
POWDERY
QUILTS
RESTING
SHIVERING
TURNING TO LOVER
UNDER-COVER
VIXEN-HEAT
WINTER-WINDOWS
XOXOXO's
YAWNING
ZZzzzzz!


*COLD AS ICE*

Zambonice-ing  Your X-winter Whiting-rinks, Visible & Unusual Tough Snow-flurry, Racing Quietly Precipitation, Overflows, Nightfall, Mocking Like-little...

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When snow starts falling in Canada 
We know winter games shall begin.
Do we just sit around fireplaces?
No, that would be a sin.
Snowball fights daily in...

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To the most ardent fans, this year has been hell.
There are plenty of idle hockey rinks throughout the NHL.
With season ticket holders, this has not...

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Millie's Christmas Wish
Winter Vacation was coming
The kids were all set
They were thinking of Christmas
And the gifts they would get

But, Millie sat waiting
Thinking of nothing but...

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Snowfall so heavy in 'eighty-two
 reproduced a Christmas card view.
A biting wind swirled in one foot drifts
 over hanging in bridges..makeshift.

The fields flooded into skating...

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Did you ever try growing minks?
Or writing poems with kinks?
With dark or colored inks?
And soft and lightened pinks?
Write messages that links,
With the Mysterious Sphinx?
Get on...

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The House That Jack Built (Part 1)

Fatigued from years of gleaning storms of snow, sleet, and rain,
 I was yet an innocent and therefore unashamed.
...

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Time clock,
               Baby
Stuck on the inside
out on the black bench,
	 ...

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Hooray!

     Wet grassy feet fill my soccer cleats.
     Hot sweaty teens run fast track meets.

  ...

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As we spoke to our son last month, it felt like 'A Twilight Zone'.           ...

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The world is snowy white on a Sunday,
You can see the church steeples,
Parents and children are off to church on Sunday,
You can see prints in...

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The Arctic Fire Bugs

Ice nights are the playpen
For the kids born to this land
 Skating rinks and bowling shoes 
Never touched a hand
Or foot that...

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Preface:  Written for my wife our 1st Christmas without Ryan.

Still Listening

Ryan heard me whisper,
Merry Christmas to his mother.
He hears Rob and Ronnie laughing,
at funny...

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W  I  N  T  E  R
B  R  E  A  K  S
N  A  T...

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