Weather Beaten Poems - Poems about Weather Beaten

...Though all the ways our paths may roam The goal of every journeys end Where calls the heart to hearth and home Through wending weather beaten bends The welcomed warmth of hearths embrace Whose c......

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...Human body, like a town, can be ravaged by time. ~ by poet My streets are weather-beaten and desolate my sun often flickers and glows but hazy lone flashing yellow traffic-light is my......

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...The Wanderer, Part II Awakening, the friendless man confronts the murky waves, the seabirds bathing, broadening out their feathers, the hoar-frost, harrowing hail & snow eternally falling… Th......

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...The following fictitious scenario I evoke Analogous to fire breathing puffed up imaginary dragon (in a land called Honah Lee) ye might rightly think what the deuce haunting spectre ace of sp......

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... In streets of solitude... A societal ghost ambles through A bustling concrete jungle unnoticed. A lost soul with sartorial handicap, Carrying life inside his overstuffed backpack. His......

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...The sun disappears much, much later, an hour later to be exact. This translates into having more daylight and a longer afternoon, To watch the strolling peacocks in the park, and to have more fun ......

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... His hands, weather-beaten, stained adventures buried deep ‘neath veins Blisters, wounds speak of hard times when his pocket lacked a single dime ......

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... My Child, I Need You to Realize, When the Storms of Life Threaten Security Like A Predator Stalking it's Prey Unpredictable Devastation May Occur But Storms are not Here to Stay When Peace is......

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...How did he, she, they, and them come to be? Diminished, reduced, and ignored in society Relegated or maybe delegated to busy city streets and desolate byways Street souls somberly paint landsca......

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...Thanksgiving gobbledygook The following anecdote baste upon overactive imagination of mine in sync with being married and monogamously living socially chaste life as a scrupulous anchorite, w......

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...Her great grandkids found it in the junk corner of the attic. An old weather-beaten trunk, leather handles, a spring lock, an invitation to meet her. They laughed as they pulled out some lost toy......

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...Follow the red dirt road. Take it slow, walk it, this is not an exploration nor a pilgrimage, it is a short tour around the beginning of an idea and its end. Move along past the few rural h......

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...~ a sad, harsh transit ride through the vale of tears - weather-beaten old shoes ~......

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..." Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering?" - Constance La France. dilapidated and weather-beaten, looking at this old house...

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...The enclosed porch framed a weather-beaten door. The door was slightly opened when I knocked on it. I slowly set foot inside the musty dark drawing room; little light shown through fro......

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