Hoar Poems - Poems about Hoar

... Have you never shared the seductive charms of a cool spring night under moons full glare Folded in the warmth of a lover’s arms basking in fire light as bold passions flare Or felt the cool......Read More

...The sun hangs gilded I savor the warmth as autumn trees glow like fire flickering through hoar frost mountains loom proud into cloudless blue like white-headed old men watching over the worl......Read More

... Moonless, the night pastes itself onto an imaginary sky. Cats crouch. Under-bush nibblers in their bolt holes whisker speak, as trembling senses crawl into a skin-tight stillness. A clou......Read More

...Queen Fancy on a dewdrop sea to Pheasant Farm smooth sails, her fairy barge a gift of one wee handsome Prince of Whales, a purple petal lopped from off a lily of the Nile, the throne a s......Read More

...The date of the celebration (the second day of February) coincides with medieval feast of Candlemas, and its pre-Christian predecessor, Imbolc, a day also rich in folklore. An old Scottish pro......Read More

...Each naked tree embossed in hoar frost Branches crisscrossed and snow tossed Like glitter glossed in ice at nature's cost Until I exhaust, here I'm happy to be lost To roam through snow I am ju......Read More

...or Alas? "You're nothing but a pack of cards!" -- Alice's epiphany on discovering the necessity of Reason in the comprehension of Reality * * * But hop to Wonderland by any ho......Read More

... winter's cold degrees sunlight plays in the hoar frost - ski tracks in the snow ......Read More

...Now my posh palette is laid waste. Winter, winding its way to fore, lays its whiteness at my front door. Vivid colors become murky paste and lose their hue with rash haste. My parquet is......Read More

...How still the trees outside my window, Their autumn leaves now slick with rain. Though summer's gone, sweet mem'ries linger Of sun-streaked hair and lips of flame. Faintly I hear hoar winter call......Read More

...a lone duck ponders its abandonment two bears agree to berry the hatchet caterpillars weave new wings angry hawks screech at biting winds tur......Read More

...Increase In Head Size impossible mission to encapsulate notion flitting hither and yon, to and fro within cranium attached to mine body, whereby irrefutable proof prevails predicated when you......Read More

... A Lincolnshire lass was she in youth and bloom revealing, and upon us all God smiled when unto this world a child was born and bred in Healing Red flower of the Midlands -......Read More

...Last night I met an old boxer in an alley of cardboard; he seemed glad to see me, shouted me over for a fight, I told him ‘Hey mate, I’m not in your league’ ‘Young man.’ He said with glint of vic......Read More

... I “What in carnation is this?”, A July sun breaks my winter sleep, and ghosts in the fog my only peace. This early morning hoar chills the flesh and marrow, and......Read More