Siberian Poems - Poems about Siberian

Facing a Siberian Tiger

Siberian tiger, striped, brave and strong
She covered my entire car, ten feet long
Six hundred and sixty pounds turned and stared me down
I ran until I reached the edge of the very next large town

You were never in danger, a voice said in my head.
He’s just a big pussy, a pet of your weird old neighbor

Siberian Tiger

Siberian tiger larger than you suspect
Ten foot long from fat tail to fatter neck
Weighing six hundred and sixty pounds, bigger than four human beings
Here is one now, which is why I am not tee-heeing.

Siberian Chill

Eager for your takes
Awaits sun after the rain
Makes your cold heart aches.

Siberian Scene

prey stand motionless
Siberian wolves howling~
gossamer snowfall

Crossing That Siberian Desert of Lost Souls

("" In order for the light to shine so brightly,
 the darkness must be present""  -Francis Bacon)

Crossing That Siberian Desert Of Lost Souls

No joy, no peace, on that darken horrendous stroll
crossing that Siberian desert of lost souls
blazing sun hit by invisible arrows shot
wherein the weak die, left as carrion to rot
so many blinded by

Siberian Tiger

great night vision
Siberian tiger
I feel his breath

Siberian Wind

Icy rains pelt angrily the ground,
Shacks and huts though unstable, sound.
The king that reigns is keeper of pride.
His flaws, outside seem most profound.

His butler doth usher him inside.
But this rainy country's summer's akin, "Bide
Thy time, fore the Winter's forlorned grasp
Is brought on by the tide." she sighed. 

She awoke that night by the window's rasp.

Siberian Snow Blindness

Have you seen any suspicious Russians
roving around the Capitol grounds lately, sir?

Why, no I haven’t
By the way, 
what does a Russian look like,
I dare ask with curious dismay
That black fella over there
might be a Soviet spy, eh!

No, I’m afraid not
Blacks are not indigenous to 
the Siberian clime

Well, I believe you to be wrong,
my ill-informed friend
I

Siberian Gifts

SIBERIAN GIFTS

Chimney smoke west-trailing far
Over the murky city, announcing  
The  cold Siberian air pushing in.  Listening,
People looked up to see on high -                           
 

Bestudded coruscations

Siberian Bears

Eight months in a cave
Hunger games in nature
Atlantic salmon at river mouth

Siberian Vision

He closed his eyes
On the left stood black knight
His visage powerful awesome
He had a sword and a huge axe

On the right a girl
As beautiful as a raindrop
And equally pure 
Aura of light and bizarre writing covered her body

Further to the left a satyr devil with axe drenched in blood
He was once beautiful but darkness of

Trans Siberian

Metal to metal
Bumping along
Monotonous humming
Anxiety strong
Trees in my window
Snow on the tracks
Towns without names
Filled with old wooden shacks
Surrounded by vodka
On tables and breaths
Checkers and Yahtzee
Gambling debts
Fervorous passion
Escaping my heart
Aching and yearning
For amorous spark
Pools of turquoise
In the aisle ahead
Hair shines like copper
Atop of her head
Rest here beside me
Capture my soul
Siberian angel
More precious than gold
Minutes to hours
Day

Siberian Expanse

One of the beautiful things about Siberia it is a sea of grass
Like purple color of the soul Roth grass
And flowers like Siberian corydalis hides in the grass
The surreal beauty of flowers sends its divine fragrance through the ocean of grass

The grass covers the endless expanse
This is what inspires poetic romance
The sea of grass in

Trans-Siberian Orchestra

I am listening to some wonderful music this season.
The Trans-Siberian Orchestra is the reason.
The sounds they produce are a sensation.
Combining modern sounds with classic is a fascination.
Such glorious Christmas music is what they play.
They have me in the spirit for the holiday.

The Siberian Striper

Manchurian beast
Majestically royal
Panthera tigris



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