An Ugliness of Winter Winds
David J Walker
Cold as the old north wind
may blow
Temperatures
well below
The freezing points of heaven
or hell
the tide swells without
contrition
the moon rises without
permission
snow sneers
as winter veers
well beyond a
path of tears
March winds bring an ugliness
To winter
Categories:
winer, allegory, wind, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Exit the Autumnal Equinox
David J Walker
Decades of decay line the lanes of
Seasonal death scenes descending to
Another frozen winter
The master of the Autumnal Equinox
dispenses its mercies
At best sparingly
Transitions subtle
Under the blended reflection
of a cooler sun
Yellow as yarrow
Rusted blood red orange
Pinks disappear on
The western horizon
Dark mountains lined
With Aspin and Pine
Only get in the way
Of Autumn leaving and
Winters grand entrance
In a distant storm
Formed
in ice and snow
Categories:
winer, allegory,
Form: Rhyme
The Early Warning French Window
David J Walker
The unmistakable tapping
At the protruding
French windows in
The breakfast nook
Is the early warning system
I’ve relied on
betraying the otherwise
Silent arrival of a wintery day
Sleet and ice announce its
Comings and goings
before the unseen dawn
The darkness extended to noon
Gray will be the color of today
Pitched against the icy white
And I might just stay
Right here
Watching the world from my
French Window
Categories:
winer, winter,
Form: Rhyme
POEM 36 IN MY DREAMS, WINER.
YOU & I LAY IN OUR BED TOGETH MAKING LOVE ALL NIGHT.
A LOVE OF JOY, LOVE PEACE & HAPPINESS THAT ARE IN YOUR EYS.
I OULL YOUCLOSE TO ME & OUR LOIPS KISS EACH OTHER LIKE NEVER BEFORE.
WE KISS EACH OTHER ALL NIGHT WE COULD NOT STOP KISSING EACH OTHER.
BY:MR.JERRY BIG PAPA WELLS
Categories:
winer, anger, appreciation, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Prose Poetry
On a cold frosty December morning snow has already visited the land so bare so dreary,
With its mighty sword it has cut down dahlias and made us look after any tender plants,
In the north sky the aurora borealis, flashed, a winter tale says it is a sign of cold,
So once more we prepare for hoary frost and snows, a sharp slap from an evil east wind.
Those who wrap up in warm cloaks, coats, and fine furs they will bare the bitter chill,
For those fortunate people, a fire blazes in their homes, a table well spread are glad,
But put you hand on your heart and tell, how many will miss these things in the winter,
The many with the huge burden of suffering and freezing how they must yearn for spring.
For those who can we must lend a hand to lighten distress that will certainly prevail,
We must brace up our hearts, forget our own troubles to assist others when called upon,
We must rouse all the slumbering humanity in our nature and collect warm coats not warn,
How much better will they be on the backs and beds of our suffering in the cold winter.
Categories:
winer, nature,
Form: Blank verse
24.12.2007
Winer Visions For The World
On the steep rosy slopes of your cheeks
Glisten white salty tracks drawn by tears
Naive tales of unity and peace
Can no longer fill your heart with ease
Though you still hear loud choirs of angels
Their clear voices sing anthems of grief
Their sad eyes do not promise salvation
Their soft wings ache so heavy
With fears...
Categories:
winer, allegory, sad, visionary
Form: Rhyme