Long Hoarfrost Poems

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
exercised courtesy mail in ballots, 
or...

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In the early part of the novel year 
When in Aquarium sun anneals hair
And nights already at noon disappear,

When the hoarfrost makes  ground a cover wear
Creating image of her sister white,
But it then short...

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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 burn my mademoiselle mistakes with wisdom-fires

it took me a while to...

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Gott Oh Mighty,Trump iz on the Warpath!

Das Don Auld (can hard tank
tucker son of Carl, and leave
landscape barren) calling out
rigged ken tuckered hoarfrost race,
viz demolition derby presaging

death to White Anglo Saxon
democracy DOMS (delayed
onset muscle soreness)
minions...

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Gradually the crystalizing dawn -- more hardened  
    Than folded steel --- more sharper than 
  The blade that cuts! 
   Wisps of thin vapour, once loitering insidiously...

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Herons fragment the mist,
appear and disappear while remaining motionless.
The skiff rocks as a coal barge trundles past.
A dewy sky shivers.

Nowadays he just sits in a boat looking at Ohio.
This morning the sun reached the top...

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LATE NOVEMBER


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Walked a wooded trail, suddenly unsure of my surroundings,
wondered had I'd become lost..
only a moment disconcerted, as dusk grew nearer. 

I went over an old river crossed by an even older bridge, 
there not seen...

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Winter Sonata 11-29-23
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Winter Sonata

In grave allegro solo grey gathers,
Strings of winter fantasias
Brewing staccatos of frozen fall remnants,
Downbeats for the first movement
As shivering sleet wipes away bucolic barcarolles
Rocking on sapphire barges,
Harbingers of hoarfrost and hibernation,
When leafless...

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Indian summer lies within your autumn hazel eyes,
my velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost;
love lingers in bereft fingers, I stroke your face in guise,
once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust.

My velvet...

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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,
be fire and brimstone, nay hoarfrost instead.

I cometh ere thee,...

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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...

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I sat quietly and waited, making the noises he had come to know, calling him in his newly given name.  His face would appear, cautiously calculating my intent, he would approach.  The promise...

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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 comprehend him.
Through your white villages, withered...

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Bold and strong is the true warrior I portray,
hiding all shudders!
Will another threat or demise rise to awaken fear, 
or frighten the eyes?   
         ...

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The world is covered by snow
Sometimes on the ground one can see a hungry crow
Eerily desolated looks forest meadow
Only real sign of life is wolf on the prowl hidden in the shadow

Jack Frost creates bizarre...

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oh chant to me those ancient runes
      brimmed lands lost, long, to ices
         soft, sorrowed songs of gilded tombs
   their...

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Dream Pilgrim 

Slipping past the threshold of the daystar in velvet vesper hues
My weary pilgrim heart sheds the restraints 
Of pale dawn’s blush and twilight’s silver dawning darkness dyed in ebony 
To gather starlit threads...

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Why does my soul ache this time of year
hoarfrost on brown grass/icy chill in the air
feeling all should be calm yet filled with tumult. 

Why are ghosts of Christmas’ past
still haunting when joy was always...

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The hoarfrost bites the tender limbs, with hard snow on the ground
The water surface mirror like, in the forest there's no sound
The footbridge wears a coat of ice, flashing in the sun
Awaits steam blowing joggers,...

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The pricking needles of cold stars and hoarfrost 
hypnotizingly sparkling in the dense crispy air,
a half-sky pearl hallo crowns the dead mercury-liquid Moon;
violent blizzards have been finally superseded by severe frost.
Grasses are peacefully sleeping under...

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There're frost and sun, the day is fairy,
You're sleeping yet, sweetheart, you're merry,
It's time, wake up, my pretty lass,
Open your eyes that are so tender
towards Aurora and her splendour 
Rise like the Northern star to...

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He bound thru hoarfrost, highland fells
          With naught but knees to ring the bells
            ...

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Moment by moment
         day by day,
         year by year.
         Wind-borne dreams
...

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Another moment goes by, another monumental stride
day by day, year by year wind-borne dreams
cascade amongst perpetual memories, gifts of light
that penetrates through the windows of time, the clarity 
of it all giving hope to a...

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