Forecasts Poems - Poems about Forecasts

Sleet Snow Tender grows the seasons No rhyme No reason No feeling Impressed or smoked Note's taken Subtle pan fried bacon Sizzling feet On nights out In winter coat's And pastel colors On Autumnal leaves Crisp beckoning sound The jungle wake's Proudly back to book Take 1 last look Into the glare of fading light The shivers bite All is right All is wrong The night grows long On blood bandage Arrested...

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'...the burnt out end of smoky days' - T.S. Eliot l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around and cakes are proffered in the cozy parlour, lamp-lit, rum is offered, daily bread, and thankful for it. Curtains closed against the weather, children say...

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l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around and cakes are proffered in the cozy parlour, lamp-lit, rum is offered, daily bread, and thankful for it. Curtains closed against the weather, children say...

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...inspired by T.S. Eliot ****** l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around and cakes are proffered in the cozy parlour, lamp-lit, rum is offered, daily bread, and thankful for it. Curtains closed...

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'...the burnt-out end of smoky days' T.S. Eliot l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around and...

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Tears from yesterday’s ends in the clouds of both pasts drowns pain in puddles as this night’s moon burns through and bathes a new love’s hope display. ------------------------------------------ Contest: Get Romantic Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich Visual #2 03.02.15...

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This life is full of surprises, In one days life multiple can be born, Several more life's exposed to the elements Bow our heads, can we morn? Please forgive for all these sins giving back must not be in the forecast yet, I only see debt filling up my window sills So I'm all in, what ever it takes...

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l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around and cakes are proffered in the cozy parlour, lamp-lit, rum is offered, daily bread, and thankful for it. Curtains closed against the weather, children say...

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'...the burnt out end of smoky days' - T.S. Eliot l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around and cakes are proffered in the cozy parlour, lamp-lit, rum is offered, daily bread, and thankful for it. Curtains closed against the weather, children say...

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l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink their tea and chatter, as the platter's passed around and cakes are proffered in the cozy parlour, lamp-lit, rum is offered, daily bread, and thankful for it. Curtains closed against the weather, children say their prayers together, snug and safe now, sisters, brothers. ll The morning...

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Forecasts '...the burnt-out end of smoky days' T.S. Eliot l The evening rumbles in and grumbles, tea is served, the kettle whistles, bread is buttered, weary workers settle, nibble, drink...

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