Best Sleet Poems

Upon the wind sheltered hillside,
the sharp tang of metal and the sting of salt air lay
over a field of blood-red poppies, no Flanders Field.

At years...

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"Black Ice"

Sorrow flows from the first sunrise 
Eyes deeper than winter and rainfall
A painful combination never felt before 
At core death awaits
   -...

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I know you're not here

but you are in my heart 

so 

you are always with me

i'll just slip into you

with these words.
 
I know 
there...

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“Stardust Road.”

"Soft defense is driven by my thoughts,
I vanish away into yesterday’s scenic road,
Set the mood among the dark clouds,
Wish I could go back to...

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On pensive planes of wraith-like existence,
Are stoic shadows feigning affection;
Crimson lips of withering consistence,
Have lost their craze for craving confection.

Tear-filling prisms tilling a rueing sphere,
Pathos...

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I saw a sundrop in a field,
a daffodil to be exact,
stand brave upon the snow-filled tract.

In blighting cold it would not yield;
long since its fellows...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the...

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Often I drift back to my days of youth
to where life did begin; a rural treat,
those sharp brisk mornings a moorland uncouth
a naïve nakedness a...

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The frozen sap of mirthless trees,
The fractured flow of icy streams.

The howling wind that claws at life, 
The forest shrouded in endless white.

Skeletal ice hangs...

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The old screen door still welcomes me, a familiar song I've heard before..
But oddly now, it's out of tune, a strange new wail of some...

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The screen door droops lazily, slightly ajar
Crickets croon lullabies, heard from afar
Kid’s sticky faces, betray ice-cream bars
All on a summers eve

Legs peel off chairs, from...

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It had been a long night, an hour drive just to be with my sister. One must stay in touch with family; it’s the right...

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Furious wind from the north hisses louder,
banging against the gaped mouth of  a sky, drenched…
 Haggard, the night wheezes with quack
 of birds waylaid;...

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When Winter comes, remember me 
beside you on those ivory sands
If frozen fingers reach for thee, 
arise and fling aside her hands

As you awake on...

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~ Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P. S. ~

When it comes to a friendly hi!
One of the best poetry, hearts we can't deny!

Our Sweetheart Linda Marie
No...

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