Frore Poems - Poems about Frore

...wind arctic boreal tatting across whitened landscapes Chantilly with frore lace and snowy-stiff satin brocade cutting defining the raw winter’s scalloped edge......

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...I planted out an oak tree One hundred years ago; I saw her fed and watered, I watched her lithely grow. I watched her through the winter wild Frosted, frore and dark. I watched her as the summe......

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...The time of growth and change is done and past. From thaw to frost activity prevailed, And change came often, often coming fast, Till finalizing Fall all toil curtailed. With wintertime’s quies......

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...Earlier in the month but lately begun, (Or was it perhaps the last one, the one before-November? I know of a surety that it was a time uncoated by congeries Of most alabastrine snow, and that th......

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...Unto freshly morrow doth I arise. Before I, the glazed forest floor in frore. Forth multiplying flakes parachuting Steele skies. Yea, thereupon rigid Winter finds home's door.......

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...She peers at captivation Moon swindling her frore heartbeat Beams tearing the soul outward She stands firm with ground Wings sprout out, after ice thaws Whispering desolation Whirls around her and ......

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