Hoarfrost Poems - Poems about Hoarfrost

... I woke long before he did, quietly slipped from his side and donned his warm woolen robe. As difficult as 'twas to leave him, to have awakened him— I'd never have been able to leave his......

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...In the middle ages these roughed and scuffed decades between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin I earned the right to wear sapphires and bur......

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... Snow continues toppling from darkling gray skies. And by dusk, the flurries will bank on the ground. Landscapes painted by Nature's hand, the artist Hallmarks of winter ~ Embers turn t......

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...“The fog may come on little cat feet”* But Autumn eschews silence The thick crunch of crisp fallen foliage Hastens the homebound honking of gaggled geese Soft whispers of falling rose petals Fad......

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... * Imagine you’re a pirate longing for home, but your ocean is the Universe itself! * ~ ( form: treintados ) oh chant to me those ancient runes brimmed lands lost long ......

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...Oh, land of yearning, soil of the pandemic, Across your bereaved fields, a lone wanderer carries His tattered garment of helplessness, In his steps echoes the cry of the land that cannot comprehen......

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...I knowest there'd be rime aplenty, forthwith I see frozed sea of many unlearned sorts who'd unread apiece of Dante's acclaimed centerpiece for had they'd all, with certainty ... read,......

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...Winter Sonata 11-29-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Winter Sonata In grave allegro solo grey gathers, Strings of winter fantasias Brewing staccatos of frozen fall remnants,......

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...When the days begin to grow shorter, and the sky becomes dreary and gray. When the nights turn darker and colder, you know that Jack Frost has come to play. When birds fly south to warmer place......

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...As summer fades, leaves start to fall; old memories, you won’t recall get slowly taken by the worms. It’s sometimes hard to come to terms with winter leaving branches bare; that buds once star......

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...Gott, oh mächtig, Trump iz on the warpath again! Glad for birth write to express views aware cunning linguists will apply figurative screws in an effort at blatant mud slinging ruse exercis......

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...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 coolne......

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...oh chant to me those ancient runes brimmed lands lost, long, to ices soft, sorrowed songs of gilded tombs their freeze and ventured vices those sainted souls that gods left doom......

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...Many are the miles you snake along the hillsides, through the valleys, conforming to the highways, partitioning pasture from pasture neighbour from neighbour, friend from foe, son from father. a......

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...Scarlet, crimson, vermillion, and cerise, replace canopies of emerald green. And the ground morphs into a golden fleece; as fallen leaves, yellow and tangerine, pave a pathway south for m......

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