Snow Men Poems

THE EVER DWINDLING FEW
				      At Juno Beach

At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down  to the shore,
Where...

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#IT'S  QUITE THE HONOR...
TO BE A RESIDENT OF THIS TOWN!
KINGS AND QUEENS, A.K.A.
"EMBRACING BEINGS"
WALKING, TALKING, VIBRATING...
FEET FIRMLY HOLDING GROUND!

"STERLING SILVER!"
"STERLING SILVER!"
"SPARKLING STUPENDOUS SENSATIONAL 
SUPER...

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Think of a place on Earth’s long frozen pole 
Where polar seas don a crisp snow-white dress,
What if a warm sea roars— man’s karmic dole...

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Leader of men 
By Michelle Morris
08/12/2022

You looked back 
One last time
Took a match
And burned it to the ground

As you glanced
At that fateful house
I knew then
The...

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The Light of Men
My surroundings began to be swallowed up by shadows. 
The doors of hell began to close.
In this cold abyss I slowly grow.
I...

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(A guy told me today with total confidence that for women, men are a dime a dozen. That has never been my experience which inspired...

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At night
a shot or two 
rings out.
Vartan turns over
and looks at his wife
safely on the side of the bed 
away from the window.
He senses
the difference...

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The winter snow lay dotted with prints
Print that let up to the patio doors.
Ahh, poor little cat,
skinny and cold !
Got a box for a bed,
And...

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Snow Birds
Written: by Miracle Man
January 2, 2021

Chickadees, Finches, Cardinals and Wren,
at peace with each other neath our Pecan tree.
Unaware of size, or color, as it...

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I look forward to Christmas
The snow and the man
The misseltoe giving
and faith for the fan

That joy's for the moment
that carols praise high
When faith for the...

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time to drink cold mountain snow water, or is it time to drink pure beauty (I dare a taste)   
time to profess love...

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Any and all Men,
if you are within sight of this poem
or the sound of my voice. 
When you get home tonight, please be polite. ...

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The First Christmas
by Michael R. Burch
 
’Twas in a land so long ago . . .
the lambs lay blanketed in snow
and little children everywhere
sat and...

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to the men in lab coats with horns like unto goats, 
an open confession of a minor isotope:

I -- so -- Hope that a day...

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