Woman Snow Poems

The falling snow is lovely 
some place else!

I will dance in the snow 
like an old woman
finding her second childhood.

The snow flakes 
are as big...

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Little snowflake land on me
But please don't melt because you see
I have a favor first to ask 
And need your help to do this task

There's...

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Haunting night for writer's block decided to 
explore my writing endeavors awakened always 
at three am feeling overwhelmed from another night 
filled with words dancing...

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iv.
By Thanksgiving, their machinations no longer discreet,
Voices from the walls and vents, betrayed their deceit.
My family revealed as demons in flesh-and-blood guise,
Christmas Day was the...

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i.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
My wife and son lay silent, all tucked...

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We built a snowman the other day when winter had the gall
to visit North Carolina…in the middle of the Fall

We went back the next day...

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Birdsong in the morning, droplets of dew
White fluffy clouds, glorious sunshine too
Moonlight and starlight remind me of you
A vision in all that comes into view.
...

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Snow White took an unladylike bite
of a big red apple polished bright
	she snoozed quite a while
	he kissed her with guile
and they shared an afternoon delight...

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Go ahead snow, have at it
Fall away 
There's a woman who I Iove 
And I want to see the day
When we both sit and watch...

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I was surfing the internet this morning…and among the stories in a world of woe…
there on the page before me…someone posted a picture of a...

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Snow woman got her kitten and named him Pinky Poo.
She gave him a nickname of Pauly before she was through.
Let’s call him PPP, suggested her...

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We revere our gorgeous snow queen 
She wears her ethereal regalia with purpose 
Many people shy away, totally intimidated
It is snow queen’s plan, for her...

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Mrs. Snow-Woman and her twin babies, Ho and Boo.
Lived together until they were a hundred and twenty-two.
Not during the summer months, of course, my dear
Reconstructed...

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Loose Magic

Pee-a-boo, I see you...
Got your nose, 
and not your toes. 
Skipping rocks, 
and bubbles in the park. 

Eye contact from across the room, 
notes...

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Spaghetti

The meat, 
the cheese,
the sauce.

The smiles,
the laughs,
the wine.

The music, 
the song, 
the moment... 

The vow of forever!

Then...

You and I, 
and the garlic bread!



A. Foster, Ann...

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