Coal Poems - Poems about Coal

Sponsor's name: Nette Onclaud Contest title: VIBRATIONS FROM A VERSO Poetry Contest Date: July 26, 2025 A sky like a pressed coal Stars like embers Shadows unforgiving Absence of light Dust-laden silent air Faint warmth enters The dark brushes the skin Scream of the night!...

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Incinerating us one night coal black my lover lit a match in a hot flash and things he said cannot be taken back as cinders sift into heart’s bottom ash!...

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Vibrations from a Verso 7-25-25 Sponsor: Nette Onclaud Theme Chosen: Dark Coal of Night ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark Coal of Night Moonbeams, morning’s prophet, Chase coal of night Into wombs of white fire As flames imbue Dreams with clarity’s gems Facets of light, Glittering stars of dawn ~ Diamonds of dew. ...

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Neath moon, dark coal of night Fills my wide eyes As shadows of tree limbs Sway in the breeze Like eerie snakes they twirl And hypnotize Night monsters on the ground To haunt and tease! ...

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For: VIBRATIONS FROM A VERSO Poetry Contest Sponsor: Nette Onclaud July 24, 2025 ***** in the dark coal of...

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Contest: vibrations from a verso Sponsor: Nette Onclaud Date: 24th July, 2025 Placement: third •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• A dark cloak wraps the sky Draped in deep gloom Blind to starlight's bright glare Fear grips each ghost Running helter skelter Their time of doom Lies ahead in the night Fear at each post! ...

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Heartache swells like a bruise Sky fades to black Eternity passes And still no light Curled in lonely despair Dawn will not crack Buried so low, I am Dark coal of night!...

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We are going to do a flash mob dance Comet told the crew. I have a choreographer trained reindeer to help, her name is Bonnie Sue. Vixen and Blitzen were miffed, because it was not their idea at all. Dasher and Rudolph did not hear, they were watching snow fall. Bonnie Sue came in and kept all the reindeers...

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I'm heading home for Christmas (Snows on the way) In a plane, then a cab and a sleigh Bringing presents and prizes I've made Giddy yup horsey! I musn't be late Of God we are saints, of myth this Nick This mystical and elusive controtionist Over rooftops, down chimneys without a slip Hanging stockings and mistletoe For an occasional kiss Stretch and yawn and wiping...

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Little black books- blooming everywhere. from shining sea islands, to Belair mansions to white house lattice and cathedral bastions Little black books-Bloom-blooming-everywhere. A few pawns are pared/ but the bishops and kings are always spared. Little black books... blooming- blooming everywhere. Little black books with coal dusted secrets Magically disappear. ...

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From The Coal Mine … Liars … early prophets of impending doom (The New Room: February, 2024) The Moment Shared We often forget wrapped up in our own drama — that everyone feels the same (Dreamsleep: February, 2024) Circle Game The purpose of war is peace The guarantor of peace — is war (Dreamsleep: February, 2024) Crucibles Moss hides the message Whose altar ascends In joy’s adulation The pilgrimage — ends (1st Book Of Prayers: February, 2024) I Bequeath...

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She wandered like a gypsy to Wyoming, Where she settled in and sojourned for a spell. She found herself a billet at the Hog Ranch, And son, there weren’t no high-tone clientele. It was just a soiled dove’s privy crib Where Martha Jane set up her chicken coop. She was a cowhand’s heartthrob, All buckskin and sutler whiskey. She could drive a team...

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About the end of times when Carts were hauled by Shires, Coal was king and homes Were heated by open fires, A seemingly huge dark figure From my early childhood days As he drove his horse and cart Through the country byways From village to village to village Delivering sacks of coal To feed our coal fires, then Each home’s heart and soul. One hundredweight of...

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black coal soft not rough rigid but coal soft not a stocking filled with coal but a fluffy cat coal soft With a rough ridged motor...

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The coal miner descends into the mine much like his father and his father’s father it’s his way of life. Into the mine much like the others, he goes into darkness it’s his way of life as they carve into mountains. With the others he goes into darkness far below a world of light and they carve into mountains as he finds veins of coal. Far below...

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