Best Tundras Poems

In the vast deserts life struggles
clinging on by their toe nails
short scrubby plants poke out
a hot haven for scorpions

See the marks in the red sand
of...

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I've heard there are two paths you can go by,
I've read I ought to take the path less traveled;
I've made my own path despite,
Ever having...

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where man
    
            seldom trespasses

      ...

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In many colours I come and many places inhabit
when in South America crabs are my favourite
I chase them with great glee and delicately 
Their flesh...

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My tortured weary body aches,
While my minds bright embers aglow,
The songbirds of sorrow awaits,
Reaping dark empty seeds I sow.

Lost traversing aimlessly through,
The lush spring prairies...

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Where I live, the people know my name.
Where I walk, the moon knows my heart.
Where I run, where I watch, where I think;
where I really...

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We set foot on dry grass at the cockcrow 
 of a nascent union. 
Cheek to cheek as Cupid towers 
over the rose inside my...

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Emergence

Out of darkness and ice
Freezing mountain caverns held tight
Elemental crystals bound up light
No running water or cool stream's breathe
Planet was barren, sea water still

Starlight broke...

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I was reading a dead man`s newspaper   
on the first train home     
    
Through the ink...

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Where am I to run, when I get afraid,
The moon bursts in a hundred flames when I finaly escape.
Sprinting fast as lightning, falling hard as...

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It Has Always Been Like This

It has always been like this, since the very first slap.
We will go north this morning, then go south in...

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I find myself from gales and tundras freed
Til I am made to weather stormy folk
Whose blizzard presence suffocates my pleads-
Their fiery embers turn my trees...

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When the doodle
of the people opine
and the piss spore
squeeze,
there will be fields and tundras
in the deep hollow of
moonlight winery ...

Scope of voids
the crazy ones will...

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I DREAM OF LIGHTING DANCING IN A RED SKY.
BLACK CLOUDS
ACID RAIN
THE EARTH SWEEPS BEFORE ME
HORIZONS OF SILENT DESOLATIONS
A CHASM OF GREAT VOLUME BREAKS 
BEFORE MY...

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Oh, my wondrous winter rose!
I live to see you bloom in all your charming chilling grace.
Awaiting your pearly presence to embellish my arctic stance stilled...

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