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Short Matterhorn Poems

Short Matterhorn Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Matterhorn by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Matterhorn by length and keyword.


Premium Member Toblerone
Triangle of Swissness

On a rage for softness

Bern of mythical sweetness

Legend of the wilderness

Echoes of milk and honey

Remnants of caramel chimney

One Matterhorn mountain peak

Nougats of Iron tweak

End of logo, rise in solo...

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Categories: matterhorn, chocolate,
Form: Acrostic



Mt Shasta
My Everest, my Matterhorn, my Sinai
Towers in the distance above the land
Snowy crown soft white against the sky
How gracefully she reaches out her hand
And touches me, and I could nearly cry 
So awe-inspired that I cannot bear
To turn away and finally say goodbye
And yet I know that she is always there....

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Categories: matterhorn, mountains, nature,
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member Pink Unicorn From Candy Corn
Pink unicorn who is shaved and shorn
Was born in the land of yellow candy corn.
She adorns herself with purple ribbons proudly worn.
A torn meniscus and ACL makes her blue and forlorn.
Peach morning brings hope to lovely pink unicorn.
Matterhorn black magic in land of candy corn
Completely heals up the sweet Pink unicorn...

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Categories: matterhorn, 1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member Only One True Mattahorn
Matterhorn means mountain peak of the meadows
In a pyramidal shape, she has four faces
Her south face is in Valtourmenche Valley, Italy.
North, west and east faces are claimed by Switzerland.

She has regular avalanches
Her active snow accumulates into glaciers
Others claim they have their own Matterhorn.
There is only one, between Switzerland and Italy....

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Categories: matterhorn, travel,
Form: Free verse
Dormant
Thunderous Matterhorn of a right hammer, reduced to a  glaciered mound, lifeless by the side.
Champion crew creating a clever cloak, covering countenance. Once it drapes the eyes, the enemy can’t see him.
Ten hollow thoughts try seducing from just below the white feathers, next to his ochre head.
He reaches, to enjoy their coldness, to make sure there still there.
The glaciered mound lays dormant 
for now.....

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Categories: matterhorn, angst, anxiety, bereavement, depression, grave, literature, night,
Form: Free verse




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