Sleds Poems - Poems about Sleds

...The poet is a physician of sorts tending care to the physical of his craft -- His patients, the hearts and souls of humanity -- Latching belts on sleds of words a-summit he descends, precariou......

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...In whispered hushes, the year awakes, A canvas fresh, where dreams will take. January’s breath, crisp and clear, A brushstroke bold in time’s frontier. Fireworks bloom in velvet skies, Dreams ......

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...Getting hard to hide here, Wanting to fully disappear, Anxiety has got a chokehold, This demon has gotten bold, Talon's buried deep into me, Try to run but cannot flee, Each struggle darkness e......

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...Mistletoe and jingle bells Holidays are here Christmas lights and Snowy hills no longer bare Icy cold and icicles Treats are being baked Cookies and breads all that’s good To celebrate Santa......

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... Surprise! six inches fell Silently through the night, Secretly, unforeseen. School cancelled, sleds are launched Salt brine is useless now. Stay home, no shoveling, Sunshine will seize the da......

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... Silent nights and silent days Silver pines of yesterday Still-celebrating reprise of rosy cheeks and snowy heights of treetop angels and brilliant lights Glowing bulbs and flying ......

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...Edna Morris lived in the town of Shadow Fells, in rich green, hilly country, With doting parents and sister Violet, plucking fruit from their plum tree. Pretty Edna was twelve years old, ......

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..."The breath of winter holds a hushed enchantment, a captivating stillness." Anna Islington One frigid February day after a night’s snowfall had left my world white and pristine, ......

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...It is snowing! It is snowing! It is SNOWING! Three children I usually have to drag out of bed are heading for the front door. I say “don’t forget your bookbags! Don’t you want breakfast?” Mom, it’......

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...I could not relate to the carols; about jolly, happy snowmen, when I sculpted in the sand. I could not relate to the carols; about riding sleds through the snow, when I was riding my bike, i......

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...Of feet crinkles crispy snaps with your mate, as the ebbing tides that breaths winter's fate. Echoes summons a dusty field in white, closets freed skis and sleds still not quite right. Few sunflo......

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...Here in Central Ohio, when winter's chill descends, We celebrate for twelve whole days, our Yuletide dividends. Deep within the Buckeye land, where Aesculus genus grows, We throw our ha......

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...Blue haired witch with the rounded hat You are not what we expected said the cat The others in the coven wear points on their heads In our town, she told him, our cats ride sleds. Where are you......

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...A snow-splattered, cheerful red house. Pine, sparkling white. A snowman gladly, proud and robust, wears red-trimmed black hat, a long green plaid scarf. Buttons almost popping off his pronoun......

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...A one-time backpacking zebra with a rah rah rah Went down the mountain sliding down a long seesaw We yelled hey wait! Don’t you usually walk. He gave us a rude hand gesture; and a little squawk. ......

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