Seasons Innocence Poems

The rote shivery wind is Winter's maid—
she breaks heart to own the season's floor;
via frost's degrees in my throat,
while my glean lancet's chills burn.
I tape...

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In the winter of my years, stands my barren tree
Its leaves stripped by autumnal winds
Against hope, it had one life left to give
I blew a...

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(Dedicated to Toni Marie Labadie.)

more than a river
more than a lake
even more than the ocean
I cherish a pond...

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Quilts and woollies of winter all folded,
From February’s fold chill when escaped, 
In March, when all ready to welcome spring,
Sun seems in hurry to wear...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The rose bud
The soft petals
Clad between the sepals
Oblivious to daily dismals

Drops of water dribbled
Gliding soflty off the sepals
Not a single drop
Reaching the smooth petals.

Sweet Little...

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Temperature dropping overnight bringing a crisp morning at daylight
The cooling sensation of a light northern wind
Slightly numbing the face with a mild, pleasurable, sting
Blowing tree...

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It had been years since the seasons changed

Then the Monarch butterflies
Shook from a blue sky in July
Like a box of colored confetti
Re-appeared a miracle atop...

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Pay me in compliments, keep your money 
The unbreakable one wishes not to be bribed
A pride that cannot be loaned 
Expensive swagger that can't be...

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two tall windows at opposing ends
that let all that glorious sunshine in
four sisters each in our corner
up in our open second floor bedroom

the rising sun...

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All the seasons of the heart linger in my soul 
But none so broad or so deep 
As the season of yesteryears 
When life’s offerings
Knew...

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(A Presentiment: two lost Wint souls alone converse,
so mind the grown gap——Longshoreman’s Fall hearse.)

"The last boat draws near, allow us depart."
All aboard, all aboard—!
"So Time...

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Solitude

I grapple with patches of sun
On the shady soil under the tree
Filtered through the leaves
And the blue stars in night sky
For some lofty words.
As when...

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How I long to return to the Summer of my life,
When days were so long that they required a nap or a refreshing splash through...

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I hate how people will drift in and out of my life,
like seasons changing.
It becomes so beyond obvious that I'm not good enough for them...

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