Winter Pride Poems

Baby GG is in the house
Born in beautiful month of March
Between winter and spring
No snow was on the dry grass
Gorgeous buds were emerging
And a new...

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Winter is gone
It's already midnight
Spring is here
With her flowers and presents
We have a new season
Everyone knows the reason
Since the girls are pretty
And the women wear...

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Headstrong, with an ageless broken heart,
I erased the memories of childhood,
And painted them back in frail colors, blushing pinks,
Pastels like jewels fading from my trembling...

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He scooped and he packed
He rolled me good and round,
When all was done, I stood there
Only three feet off the ground

I had wondered why...
Why did...

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The flowers of the spring are known
Throughout the land, they bloom and grow
But those that bloom when else is naught
Quietly show their beauty wrought
In winter’s...

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I made a nurturing nest for them to grow up secure
Kept it warm in the days of frost and chill of winter
No blasting blizzard could...

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Silly Me
I went out when I shouldn't have, silly me
Slid on the ice, though not too daintily 
Did the splits in my glide
In that I took...

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As darkness covers moonlit night
stubbornness of will tracks the light-- 
and climbs upon iced mountain top, 
so near to fall, so quick flakes drop. 
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stoic sentinel
standing on snow covered hill
where friend just buried



AP: 3rd place 2021

Posted on July 1, 2019...

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Our spring, summer, fall, and winter are well defined,
setting the rhythm for seasonal sway. 
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through the eyes of real 
selfish ideas wreaked havoc on many
whose hopes and dreams were 
snuffed out—
like the flame of a candle 
in a winter-wind...

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How proud and unmoving this winter oak
which stands erect, alone,  glorifying itself-- 
those flaked leaves mocking autumn's request.
I observe such chilled indifference, arrogant like...

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It’s the last of the snow
Spring finally arrived
Time to get ready for battle
Time to get my little hands 
On my bag of marbles
Way up there...

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I've seen Carolina cry and oh have I seen her smile

And even though its been a while, I can still see her sun shine.

Small as...

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June's Pride

June's summer haze a craze on lazy days,
while memory plays to bring back youthful ways,
of swimming fun and splashing in the sun,
downtime of none...

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