Winter Ode Poems

If rain pours down, is sunshine far behind?
I’ve wasted so much time believing lies
Until I met a man who changed my mind,
And stole my heart...

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Don't look now but I think our long awaited spring
Has finally decided to honour us with her presence
YUP! The earth is yawning and waking up
From...

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"I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath...

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Sunshine dappled hazel eyes,
Crinkling with her smiles,
And locks like a candle flame flickering.

Hozier shirts and long, flowing skirts,
Gold jewelry and rings on her fingers,
Masterpieces painted...

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Ode to Youth



There was a time when I was new,
Sprouts fresh and green, life just begun;
My skin plump as morning petals dew,
All things are beautiful...

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You are a warm cup of coffee
on a cold winter day.
Darkness, an abyss, the repudiated banned;
I'd rather suffocate in your shadows
than paddle in someone else's...

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The tulips are too excitable, it is Winter here.
—Sylvia Plath (Tulips)

Like Tulip-beds of different shape and dyes,
bending beneath the invisible west-wind’s sighs.
—Thomas Moore

Roses propose to...

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“The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.”
- J.M. Barrie,...

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The world awaits with bated breath
pause, listen and most all feel
there it is, a deep sense drumming
in the back ground coming to life.

we all feel...

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Some seasons are amazing
Some seasons always stink
Some seasons are mostly known for a drink
Fall is just boring
Mainly from that school
There’s no swimming at the swimming...

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              In the frozen grip of winter's chaperone,
    ...

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Ode to Be

I feel different from other people,
Some say I am weird and strange,
This endless striving to be accepted, 
Just leaves me disheartened and drained....

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                   Snow-white blood runs through 
the branches...

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O thou whitish heaven's deity
Rowing on the waterways
Hellen of the birds in heaven
Heaven of the world of fays

In the foggy eves of winter
In the moonlit...

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The power keeps flickering.
Don’t mean to be bickering;
Just glad that it keeps coming back.
True, the clocks keep resetting,
But what’s far more upsetting:
When a pump room...

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