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Northerly Poems - Poems about Northerly


Premium Member Northerly Freeze
Spring foiled again by cold air North westerly breeze unfair Will the plants survive today? Red ripe tomatoes soon come our way? Contest: LIND30 Rhyme Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke Date: 04/09/2022...

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Categories: northerly, weather,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Northerly
northerly breeze lay heavy frost glistens in sunlight.... death Probably Haiku and Senryu mixed...

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Categories: northerly, death,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member Northerly Wind
northerly March wind rocks truck, whips American flag.... dandelions bloom ...

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Categories: northerly, nature,
Form: Haiku
Northerly Thoughts
~ A feather falls, floating on this cool autumn breeze aimlessly spinning until it lands at my feet I look up and see two silhouettes against an azure backdrop happily flying towards the south, taking my thoughts north Where winter has embraced the landscape in fresh lavender roses ‘neath...

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Categories: northerly, good night,
Form: Free verse
Northerly Blowing
northerly blowing tumbling red, yellow and orange signals summer’s end...

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Categories: northerly, change,
Form: Haiku



My Northerly Womb
Gritted pavements chew neath worn sodden soles Dissipating cardboard inlaid repairs Gravel chews at my thrice darned old socks Absorbing trudged blisters weeping despair This old northerly town of sepia and grey Drains unborn hope from lowered blank eyes As winter chills with her misted damp breath Cobbled streets lay neath smog’s opaque disguise Worn...

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Categories: northerly, memory,
Form: Rhyme
The Northerly Wind
The northerly wind brought the odd uncertainty And the cold gust of unknown, forthcoming changes. The only right way was very hazy and dusty; I couldn’t find the suitable roads and bridges. A winged thoroughbred appeared in the dark sky, And snorted friendly nearby my tilted head. I couldn’t mount it because its back was too high, That horse was stunning though...

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Categories: northerly, hope, life, loss, me,
Form: Lyric

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