Snow Bio Poems

The fire


He stood in the kitchen, drinking a glass of water
looking out of the window, he saw across the fjord on the slopes
to the blue...

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I give my all ,  when I write these words , your probably sitting back , thinking this guy's, really had the nerve ,...

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Not that folks out there are keeping score--
But I envision myself as something... more

However, the main obstacle getting in my way
Is predicting what could go...

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This house I call home…

As I leave my house, to gather more logs, I see the distant mountains and sense a cooling breeze.
 I experience...

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By the time I was thirteen she assumed
It has not been eaten,
eaten by those whom liked to eat
stuff such as that.

As soft and as pliable...

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He said, "Old folks ain't worth a damn. I'm thirty, and if you're
            ...

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I'll walk through ice and numbing snow
Though slaying cold be its freezing feel, 
And trek through roasting deserts drear,
Taxing grip betwixt soil and mortal heel....

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Moon night!
Full quarter, half-moon snow bright;
Mid-day, mid noon, such a boom;
a Moon lit Knight;
Son of a Jewish Rabbi;
Birth given name Marc Spector;
Was a professional boxer?
Did...

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Still going


Before the end I will find a way.
Of this I am sure, no need to pray.
Never been a believer, except when I was told.
The...

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On Resurrection Day,
	when my spirit is born again,
me gon be wearing
	saintly garments whiter than

virgin snow

from the firmament falling
down below

In the purifying breeze
that gently blow,
me gon...

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A pain I bear within my heart
Which only music can impart.
Unspoken it melts down the bone
And it burns the tongue if I moan;
Yet I complain...

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Yes, I looked deep into the palm of my hand nope no muse for any of us there. 

Then I took off lollygagging on a...

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Enarmoured in green attire
She emits divine light everywhere

Wicked being's logged bad deeds to mother's heart
Stabbed her flesh in to bits and pieces
Made her head bald...

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Remember the day
mom, when I was born
it was in a Canadian snow storm
Remember the day
you held me to your heart
and whispered that you loved me
Remember...

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fatty deposit usurped
my washboard physique
I can no longer lay claim
as pencil necked geek
mute tinny utterances futile

to write and/or speak
as recourse to cope with
displeasing body morphology
tis...

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