Long Sleighing Poems

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TWELTH KNIGHT

If you truly love me you shall do as I ask
To demonstrate your ardour, I set for you this task
I shall not...

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The fog of dull moist clouds cloistered Earths hills

rolling slowly quietly assured with December’s presence 
uncovering the steal bleakness of chills
the grey fox sought the superlative time stalking
hunting, one catch, the hare eating thorns, is...

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As I read from PS It’s Poetry the children sat in wonder
While reading one persons poem I came across this untold story
This book written from long ago from around the globe
To late to enter into...

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It slips in at night. Stealthy and low at first.
A few flakes pick up speed as the first low howl can be heard.
Wind howls against the house, branches scratching at the window like a cat...

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Santa’s sleighing high,
Among the starlit sky,
Mounds and mounds of toys,
For all the girls and boys.
Rudolph leads the trip,
Knows every curve and dip,
Santa turns on his GPS,
Rudolph navigates so well,
Santa can relax, how swell!
Ho, ho ho...

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w I n d
      swinging heavy with flakes
winter's underbelly chilling fingers and toes

on a Kyiv hill
in wounded wisps of snow
two small girls in boxy blue snowsuits
    ...

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All regrets, in every backward flashback
leave bitter tastes like remorseful morsels
  left drowning in your tear welled eyes
    each day was longer and lower
      lower and...

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It was the last snowfall of winter's end 
I went out sleighing with my best friend 
Twelve inches of snow ~ sunny skies ~ a perfect blend 
We trekked with cardboard boxes ~ around the...

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Balance escapes malcontent minds
  withered in worry, gazed through the blinds
Disconnected with the world outside
  
   Yearn for release, all peace ceases
Guarded, distrustful, suspected malfeasance
  Weary of those heart guarded...

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I sing the coming of winter's cold
From the north, the harsh winds blow
The spreading drifts of pure white snow
And stories true, or so I'm told, 
Of courting days when old folks young
Went sleighing bundled for...

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As Rudolph practices flying, to lead for Santa's ride 
Santa sits and watches him...with Donner by his side 
Prancer's in the back round, head down and eating snow 
To fill his belly and ready himself...when...

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A fresh venture;
White snow-clad earth and downhill sleighing; 
A snow couple graces the yard; twig-hand in twig-hand, 
They watch the world pass by.

Winter’s flesh-cutting bite is, healed by hot cocoa with ginger and Cinnamon; 
It’s...

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