Blanketed Poems - Poems about Blanketed

...So, it's been said that everything looks better in the morning light, but when sun's warm rays cannot break through the shrouded zenith what hope is there for life? What can be observed in ......

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...Smiling down on the speckles of sand, already the warmth is fading. Dreaming of brilliant stars to appear as their mother rested on waves. At the height of graceful magnificence her soft chr......

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... The dank cold chill stills the dawn to forlorn quietude, as the day hopes in vain for summer rays to lift eyelids awake to a warm break of day. Shorebirds huddle out of the shadows ......

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... The other day was a wonderful day…(I find this is something I often say) as I woke excited to discover I got to live and breathe another day. Before I sat down at the computer to put some of my......

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...Howling Wilderness windswept bleak treeless plain white blanketed mountains permafrost hardened ground, I am alone ......

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... hope flowing abundance unbreakable embattled walls cease perish with loves embrace under unfathomable beauty blanketed in moon's glow I fall into blissful surrender serenity seren......

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... it comes alive, stirring the soul waking the spirit to a world painted by snowfall’s gentle brush like a white canvas, the first steps across the blanketed path leave imprints of hope, impri......

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...These are my early poems, or juvenilia. Analogy by Michael R. Burch, circa age 19 Our embrace is like a forest lying blanketed in snow; you, the lily, are enchanted by each shiver tremblin......

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...when the sky breathes poetry through sepia-streaked silence, and the earth reclines, listening to the music of weeping wisterias~ blowing in the pulse of bleeding paradise, I swallow sizzling st......

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...life ~ a marine carousel of soul-cracks an odyssey of thorns and memories, a reverie of regrets and roses. and I a mere spectator of my own circus~ I remin......

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... We took a night hike through the woods…our path lit only by the moon Along the way we heard crickets, coyotes and Chuck-Will’s-Widows croon A hike in the quiet of the evening is always captivat......

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...In the shadowed mountains of Romania, horse-drawn carts travel down dirt roads. On foot, some walk through rolling hills blanketed by fog in a world that's become known for myths and legends. Darknes......

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...If only I could hold you, Even just once more, The feel of you so close, I'd cherish and adore. Being blanketed in comfort, The kind only you bring, It's a unique aura of solace, I'd enjoy......

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...Paralyzed by an unexplainable grip Left side blanketed in weakness Levels off brimming with dread Countless questions lingering No answers just hoping time helps Waiting for silence to soften ......

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... In the beginning… There was a tree One day, a single seed fell upon fertile ground A falling leaf covered and caressed it tenderly Sunshine and rain brought it abundant nourishment the wind......

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