Best Siberian Poems

("" In order for the light to shine so brightly,
 the darkness must be present""  -Francis Bacon)

Crossing That Siberian Desert Of Lost Souls

No joy, no peace, on that darken horrendous stroll
crossing that Siberian desert of lost souls
blazing sun hit by invisible arrows shot
wherein the...

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Eight months in a cave
Hunger games in nature
Atlantic salmon at river mouth...

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I am listening to some wonderful music this season.
The Trans-Siberian Orchestra is the reason.
The sounds they produce are a sensation.
Combining modern sounds with classic is a fascination.
Such glorious Christmas music is what they play.
They have me in the spirit for the holiday.
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Manchurian beast
Majestically royal
Panthera tigris



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One of the beautiful things about Siberia it is a sea of grass
Like purple color of the soul Roth grass
And flowers like Siberian corydalis hides in the grass
The surreal beauty of flowers sends its divine fragrance through the ocean of grass

The grass covers the endless...

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Icy rains pelt angrily the ground,
Shacks and huts though unstable, sound.
The king that reigns is keeper of pride.
His flaws, outside seem most profound.

His butler doth usher him inside.
But this rainy country's summer's akin, "Bide
Thy time, fore the Winter's forlorned grasp
Is brought on by the tide."...

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He closed his eyes
On the left stood black knight
His visage powerful awesome
He had a sword and a huge axe

On the right a girl
As beautiful as a raindrop
And equally pure 
Aura of light and bizarre writing covered her body

Further to the left a satyr devil with...

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SIBERIAN GIFTS

Chimney smoke west-trailing far
Over the murky city, announcing  
The  cold Siberian air pushing in.  Listening,
People looked up to see on high -                   ...

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Have you seen any suspicious Russians
roving around the Capitol grounds lately, sir?

Why, no I haven’t
By the way, 
what does a Russian look like,
I dare ask with curious dismay
That black fella over there
might be a Soviet spy, eh!

No, I’m afraid not
Blacks are not indigenous to 
the...

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A blinding wind rescinds my vision of the tundra’s rich ruins
White-dark obstructing the dark-white frigid dunes 
Gloves numbly clutching shovel dumbly
Lunging for ore or foreign money
Turnipbottom dirtpale the truest shade
In Siberian vespers all colors fade
But each double parka’d sweatdrop bleeds a Bombay summer
Tickling, trickling south...

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Metal to metal
Bumping along
Monotonous humming
Anxiety strong
Trees in my window
Snow on the tracks
Towns without names
Filled with old wooden shacks
Surrounded by vodka
On tables and breaths
Checkers and Yahtzee
Gambling debts
Fervorous passion
Escaping my heart
Aching and yearning
For amorous spark
Pools of turquoise
In the aisle ahead
Hair shines like copper
Atop of her head
Rest here...

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prey stand motionless
Siberian wolves howling~
gossamer snowfall...

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great night vision
Siberian tiger
I feel his breath...

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Siberian tiger, striped, brave and strong
She covered my entire car, ten feet long
Six hundred and sixty pounds turned and stared me down
I ran until I reached the edge of the very next large town

You were never in danger, a voice said in my head.
He’s just...

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Eager for your takes
Awaits sun after the rain
Makes your cold heart aches....

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