Daughter Seasons Poems

Winter is very cold 
the wind is bold 
snowman made the centerfold 
brown snow is old. 

 

Spring is in the air 
flowers now blooming...

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"O Dearly beloved daughter of mine,  there's
really not that much time left,"Jesus Christ
For my time for my returning, in the middle
of the cloudy sky,...

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Quote By Poet "When winter goes to sleep, spring awakens." 

There is winter magic in the cool air, 
right now nature is very bare. 
It...

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She Was Very Pretty
by Michael R. Burch

She was very pretty, in the usual way
for perhaps a day;
and when the boys came out to play,
she winked...

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Time~seasons must go,                      ...

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It's early yet for picking,
Only one black kiss 
At the end of pinky clusters, 
First fruit, 
Faceted like flies' eyes.

The biggest are up too high,...

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Light through window-
my friend waits
on another table
but affections stirred.
Seasons ago
our lives got in the way
of what could have been.
Still after a few minutes
she comes to...

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Now that Winter has finally passed,
let us celebrate the birth of Spring.
And laugh as butterflies ride the wind,
signaling songbirds to sweetly sing.

Spring is Nature's favorite...

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Ancestors

The poet's daughter 
and the painter's son
found true love 
in each other's arms. 
Together they were married.

Their children were many, 
their hearts were full. 
The...

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Summer is almost over. 
Autumn is coming soon. 
Winter waits with snow. 


Date Written: 8/28/2021 
Bite Size Poem no19 Poetry Contest                 ...

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*Image of the enthroned Roman goddess Ceres provided by Pixabay.

Ceres, Goddess of Harvest: The Pact

Birthright rules they are Jupiter's sisters,
Hera, Vesta, Ceres, whose names glisters.

Ceres,...

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I welcome your winds, these triumphant storms. 
The gleeful cries of the mother who mourned.
Winds carry my soul as I cheer with thunderstorms.
Quickly I shall...

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The jelly beans of polished stones
Are lined up on the windowsill
Of our kitchen

Melting on the winter tongue
Of January’s narrow sun

Collected by my daughter
And devoured by...

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Four loving daughters of mother earth unique,
Angelic features, each brings her own boutique,
Return every year to spend time with mother,
Enticing her with their charms and...

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The rose bud
The soft petals
Clad between the sepals
Oblivious to daily dismals

Drops of water dribbled
Gliding soflty off the sepals
Not a single drop
Reaching the smooth petals.

Sweet Little...

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