Winter Iambic Pentameter Poems

It is September and I am still tired
    still yearning for change that I know won’t come
    still searching...

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"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth 
 find reserves of strength that will endure 
 as long as life lasts.”  Rachel Carson


Some...

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Nocturnal hours are shorter than before
since the position of our sun, on queue,
now lets each day last longer to grant more
good time for other things...

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"Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. 
They take their time and wander on this 
their only chance to soar.”
      ...

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"Years come and go so fast- from start to end
               ...

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Oh, how I love a peaceful summer day
when trees are still, and fields of grass stand tall.
In tranquil air, the bird songs drift away-
in tunes...

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7/25/21. Hope Cycle

Grief, like Love, is a seasonal thing.
It comes and seems to last forever,
Driving its tentacles deeper
Than it seems possible to penetrate;
Forcing the oozing...

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Winter seems to be so severe;
Had tormented while it is here;
Spring is now and am impressed;
Up things seems to be all dressed.

Another new year did...

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Last night before I went to bed
I thought I heard “the hawk” a’callin’
Crying out that autumn’s fled
And soon I’d see the snow a’fallin’

All through the...

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Little lily lost in leisure 
Trying to trace her long lost treasure 
Where to find and where to not 
But ended up finding what she...

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Winter
Winter glows, it's drifts, it's plains, soft and white.
It's cold belies a threat to all, fear it!
It's there come night or day death don't forget!
Wrap...

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The wonder of your smile is always there,
   just like you gave me on that special day,
      when...

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An early outing for my friend and I
We walked the winding path down to the springs
The uncut winter hay is now waist high 
And in...

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SARAJEVO SNACK
Speak softly to the tune, it plays out in the night,
and never think that Sarajevo hasn't named the song.
Division is the rule, and ...

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Sav[i]our
The white winter mist encases my lungs, 
Like the smoke of my last cigarette did; 
Sweet, soothing, real. But like me, not bitter.
For the longest...

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