History Winter Poems

When Sunday came, with strong footwear,
warmed by the words of Bolton’s mayor,
from Halliwell to Smithills Moor,
we followed those who walked before,
and fought for access, just...

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I love the month of February,
The coldest month of the season,
For an array of emotional reasons.
And yet, it feels like she is the longest,
For the...

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in history...
you-and-i-tied nations
as comrades for peace

under control of...
un-tied leaders who support
war through their pee's

on earth and stark-wrecks...
endless profit culled by
financial background klean-on's


stan sand 



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Winter don for the mystery—
Of happenstance now frozen in;
That shakes itself from Her history,

The pace of whirling snowy flakes,
In the night's long, long pass—
The next...

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An old year is slowly winding down
Where every minute and second count
Don’t hold our breath, just count down
Gently and slowly. A new year, a new...

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what, I wonder, did you unlock
winter songs of summer birds
in a dingy cell with clawed-at walls
in drawing rooms where princes died
and all the soldiers marching...

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The holidays are history and winter settles in with
its pain-in-the-rear wind chill; a light covering
of snow finally brightens the mood for a day or two
until...

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In winter's cold grip
In the land of the Angles
The Good Christians came
Against their will to a trial
In a grand city
Called the Ford of the Oxen
Good...

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Icicles hang on the edges
Silence creeping into the conversation
Revealing the boredom of this skirt
Tendrils of frozen water suspended
On hearts, hopes and dreams

Moonlight flickers on the...

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I love the month of February,
The coldest month of the season,
For an array of personal reasons.
And yet, it feels like she is the longest,
For the...

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Way back in the 1960s
in the Green Mountain state,
nearby the Mount Snow resort,
perched beside small Snow Lake,
was a peculiar formation
that you don’t see today,
locals called...

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Partitions and Parallels

Silent, sliding, shadow-moon sly
Glides from the slit, in a
Crow-flocked, Cloud-frocked,
 Winter-mocked blue sky.
With half-open eyes, he stares at the last
Who lay their still-sleep...

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of an dying autumn day.
The gentle breeze tosses
scarlet leaves before him.
…into the ember fire sky 

His thoughts drift,
a familiar voice is heard talking near.
…speaking of...

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Long Ago, Memories Of A Cold Winter Night Conversation
(Narrative/Rhyme)

Hebridean isles, once sang to me in a dream,
She her beautiful hair silky, so very long
There rests...

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I am in the winter 
of my life feeling snow 
Soft as it falls 
my façade cracks 
Ice does find its way 
deep into the...

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