Winter Prose Poetry Poems

The morning air to which I have awoken 
whispers softly upon me, the subtle signs of change.

For the aroma of distant fire has joined the...

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Dark clouds fill the horizon. 
sweeping through the sky 
like soldiers going to battle,
layers and layers of clouds 
spreading all around hunkering
 in th ground...

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it comes  at winter time
its white   and can shine
some comes down light
to me it s out of sight
as kids we play snow...

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The land lies
Chilled and stilled.
Whether flatlands
Or rolling hills.

Damp, cold, and alone;
She doesn't feel at home.

It's hard to feel at home
Where warmth and purpose seem
To be...

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“And I remember Muscatine -still more pleasantly  - for its summer sunset. I have never seen any on either side of the ocean that...

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don't  just by
here's why
its cold time for soup bowl
its winter time keep this in mind
 drop off a coat
never be meat of goal
do whats...

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its  come in strong
no home feeling all alone
some hard to carry on
its  a hard beat
living on the  street
no  shoes  on...

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Rest assured wisdom is found within the act of hibernation. Regeneration 
of the Alls creation is to be sought with none around. Removing the sounds
&...

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Gnarly is cozy in his winter best today
His clothes were a gift from Mrs. Claus,
a uniform like Santa’s complete with red hat
His is knitted, even...

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amin
amine (i'm losing it people...lol; it's pronounced amin)
lin 
line(can one imagine, english lit teacherz, instructing their students to draw a 'lin', down the center uv...

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Deep in dust
Lost in the swam
Drawn by the heavy wind
Crushed by the sun
Left alone to the dark
Left side, there's no hope
And no papa's touch

Then who?
Molded...

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This greeting is for you to tell you that your dreams have come true .This greeting is for you to tell you that the battle...

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To enter poetry,
you need to be ready...
that you warm up
because poetry can be
as cold as a winter night...
Be care not to freeze
body and soul...
On another...

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From the sky I drop like two flies
Whirring, swirling in the air so high
Blazing like crystals I come in fire
Rolling like thunder, bolting so dire

From...

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So, what does Nature
and Her Winter suggest?

that death is but a sleep
before a refreshing showery
sunny new awakening

that each resting kernel of being
is a blossom again...

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