Ballad Winter Poems

should I fear my autumn
when Juniper wilts with me
and the sagging stars above
edge closer to the sea

should I fear my autumn
with winter still to show
my...

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Leaves glitter quietly, serene and slumbering,
Beneath the frost’s quick breath.
Amber, gold and mahogany – crisp as the voice of winter
Shadowed by trembling winds of December,
Hopeful...

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The one who controls the wind.
As a cushion for her feet
Drifted the dead dry leaves
Before her on the street,
Playfully lifted 
A lock of her hair,
Caressed...

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The one who controls the wind
As a cushion for her feet
Drifted the dead dry leaves
Before her on the street
Playfully lifted 
A lock of her hair
Caressed her...

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Your love is a yellow hue
do paint me this meadow
with delight from Dion's blues
pleasing the third quarter ear.

When it chirrups chirrups!
& rock my heart so...

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Temptations and desires fade
A heaviness pervades your quilt
Shadows pilfer heaven’s joy
Every flower doomed to wilt	
Resistance born from a hearth
Solitary feelings float around
The pain of dejection...

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Comes with no sound.
Covers the ground.

This white blanket of life and death.
This beauty of a season cold.
Life and death, so soft and so bold.
Vegetation breathes...

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I hear them singing,                                           ...

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The winter time has had its day,
Was what we all believed,
As signs of spring were everywhere.
But seems we've been deceived.
Evil April brings Arctic blast
Now more...

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Season's, We're Greeting,
Victory Leading!

The Winter, Spring!
Spirit's Hope's, Our Fun To Bring.

A Victories Win, Again We Sing!

Of God's Light,
Our Hoosier's Might, Begins!

Begins! Begins!!...

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The winter has come to NYC
The workers are working 
Businessmen are making their final phone calls of the day
I bought a lottery ticket
But, alas, I...

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In slower pace older men walk and bend,
some hung their heads and limp with age,
their drooping shoulders unable to stand,
Greater demands of a new climate...

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 The Maiden of Carbury Hill 

I remember a story told of a red-haired girl who never grew old,
who died when there came a great...

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In my next life 
I will be a super hero 
like Batman, Human Torch and the rest 
In my next life 
I will be able...

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I wrote this on a cold afternoon
Bleak and unkindly in the gloom

For these days lack the warmth now
That will make you wonder how

The sun will...

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