Snow Ghazal Poems

after Christina Rosetti


Pour leaves into a gossamer bag, the kettle boils
in the bleak midwinter

the  orange-brown water  steams your mug and glasses
watching snow fall...

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Born on this ample autumn feast held yearly on the earth’s bed
Of sweet, mellow tinges of chrome hued to motley tints of red,
You should sure...

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Chilly mornings color us all in whispers of frost,
Enlivening spirits to feel pleasantly star crossed

Breathing hope through the silent dawn’s beckoning,
Miraculous music praises and raises...

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On hot summer days I miss the sight of Winter
When snow is a blanket in the height of Winter

I think of sleigh rides and cups...

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In hushed strides silver threads tonight unfold again,
my longing on trampled soil to be rolled again.

Beneath maple leaves my silent flower shivers,
scarlet bed of withering...

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Squirrels with nuts winters snowflakes floating! On the ground,
Nights with no lights seen glittering and glowing! On the ground.

Trees barren with heavy snow while squirrels...

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When tongue is silent, but muse is chanting - that's poetry.
When we write what the heart has been asking - that's poetry.

As dawn's hues glisten...

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 An unceasing explorer of the woods of birch and maple until this moment,
   I wish to weave my dreams of soothing repose...

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I thought our love would last, forever;
now, you lay in a place vast, forever.

From the moment we met it was to be;
with a love growing...

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White upon fog upon snow upon dreams,
dreams upon snow upon fog upon white.

Dreams come, as if the minutiae of day
are merely a prelude to night...

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I guess, again, that I have been lured,
Maybe Trump is right, a wall there must be.
But I won't be charging Mexico for it,
A female 'game...

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I play with words, but I’m not sure why I write poetry.
One day I just felt the need to try! I write poetry!

It fills my...

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For real freedom,
solace, and peace
free of cost,
Come to go there and
let get lost,

For cheerfulness,
beauty of nature and
a nymph host,
Browse at all, here
we go and let...

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When winter waltzes in with soft light steps
Swirling snowflakes pirouette with white steps

The forest is blanketed by snow, so still
Until they melt away to springs...

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