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Winter Narrative Poems

These Winter Narrative poems are examples of Narrative poems about Winter. These are the best examples of Narrative Winter poems written by international poets.

I used to have a friend named Poncho. 
We would walk to school every day.
There was a vending machine that sold pop tarts 2 to...

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Categories: friend, poems,

Premium Member The Dish Man
The Dish Man

There’s a man on the roof across the way;
Walking with a sure-footed gait
What is he doing there, I wonder.
He is entertaining to say...

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Categories: fun,

Premium Member Crow Mornings 2
Early mornings, bright ice  blues as life wakens 
birds  and squirrels  scratching for seeds and nuts
black crows pound at the tree or...

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Categories: nature, winter,

In A Moment
It was a day of gray windy spins and rolls
 howling through the mighty naked oaks
where cold and rain fell to ice laden shiverings

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© DM Babbit  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bird, storm, winter,

Premium Member This Is Part Of My Story
On a snowy Sunday night in the City of Syracuse, NY, as I sit at my computer and write part of my story from the...

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Categories: africa, age, black african

The night- serene and dark,
We lay, mellowed in peace,
How silence would embark,
Down to its utter tease.

As no morning moves,
There’s news I don’t see,
only the outside...

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Categories: birth, dark, death, destiny,

I don’t always know how to express what is in me
It’s like the hidden notes of a symphony…
And this music in me no one has...

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Categories: boy, care, encouraging, heart,

Beware The Peek Holes
We were extremely delighted when we picked up the keys to our brand new house and starting at the front door, we made slow anticipative...

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Categories: dream, family, heartbroken, winter,

Winter Magic 

Winter magic arrives at the door 
of your heart 
Bringing you a fresh new start 

Let the rose of your cheek 
mesh with the...

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Categories: meaningful,

Premium Member A DREAM
By David F. Henrie
Last night I dreamed, but not of Manderlay.

It was instead of the Oak Ridge Cemetery, in Springfield,
where death somehow evokes life....

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Categories: america,

I'm Dreaming of a Right Christmas
Welcome to December. A joyful, jolly month. A month of happiness, beautiful lights, decorations, positive vibes, excitement, gift giving, peace on earth and love. Yes,...

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Categories: change, christmas, december, dream,

The Trapper and The Brave, Part III
...Bill passed on back in sixty-nine,
and I buried him on that same hill,
next to his friend Timlin Rivers,
beneath northern lights and the night’s chill.

And I...

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Categories: adventure, family, friendship, grandfather,

The Trapper and The Brave, Part II
He shrugged and said,”If you’ve no home
I guess you could stay for a while.
But you will have to learn the traps,
and that means many cold...

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Categories: adventure, family, friendship, grandfather,

The Trapper and The Brave, Part I
It was back in nineteen-nineteen
when Timlin Rivers checked his traps,
by one he found just a weasel skin,
did not know what to make of that.

Why would...

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Categories: adventure, family, friendship, grandfather,

the tale of two birds
down south somewhere
in mid-winter, there were
two birds -- one with 
a broken wing and one with
nothing wrong
well with the exception of  his friend
with the...

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Categories: allegory,

Winter Sanctuary At Our Church
Hello, my dearest friends.                     ...

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Categories: christian, love, people,

Premium Member Ireland - a divided island part one
  born under the sea, an irresistible force
  two bodies reluctantly embrace, shunting, shifting, tectonic drifting
  alongside the southern Iapetus Ocean

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© Ian Love  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: community, history, ireland, time,

Pioneers Without Frontiers
When I was a kid on the bus,
I looked at all that surrounded us,
out the window I always gazed
seeing old fields, half-trees, half-hay,
beyond them rose...

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Categories: childhood, how i feel,

Snowflakes With Biting Teeth
After graduating from high school,  I left the South and moved North to the Windy City of Chicago in search of a better way...

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Categories: christmas, december, holiday, weather,

Premium Member Molding Leaves
Molding Leaves

Suns golden rays
On awaiting ground   
Denying summer heat 
Dampens fragrant aroma 
Of molding leave
Enticing it’s demure

Nothing to surpass
The dancing leaves
Falling to their...

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Categories: autumn, dance,