Snowdrift Poems - Poems about Snowdrift

...How do you build out of context? A river surges upward, defying gravity, twisting like a tendon torn from bone. The sensation is an addict’s final inhale, a stake driven clean through the heart. ......

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...In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. - Excerpt fr......

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...Glacial sent wet winds to chase out autumn radiance, Snowdrift saints powdered white many gardens, Leaving long flakes to peel open the morning ~ Secretly smiling... Morning emerged radiantl......

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...The spell of spring transpires in as rains of life begin to mend. Meadows vast with bumble bees and yellow blooms between the trees. The scent of fresh consumes the air from fields of lavender w......

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...Seven Mossad Agents came to Norway a winter day when a snow drowns the needs of the homeless asleep in a shop's doorway absorbing the sarcastic smell of coffee and the aroma of a Napoleon cream c......

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...winter arrives late in the forest- a stoat melts into the snowdrift ......

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...Away on the mountain no fun, easy drive- in great Colorado- July, 'ninety-five. Way up was so scary with long, winding miles that circled the mountain and cut short our smiles. The road w......

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...Joyful Rudolph with a snickery snack snoop Slid into the snowdrift his fluff tail in a droop. We watched him slide in to the reindeer group Hello! Yelped Dasher’s wife, Ms. Loop-de-loop. Joyful......

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...Forecast raise mast Air mass eat grass Storm front bear brunt Blue skies time flies Dark clouds dull crowds Wet spell from hell Sunshine divine Strong gust disgus......

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...Divine Intervention I was supposed to die. More than once. In a car, driving too fast or erratically. It is my race car driver foot. And my cavalier attitude. My impatience and my devil......

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...A thousand simple things will make me smile... The sleeping form of a precious newborn, A child's drawing in his artistic style, Pastel shades of the sky at early morn, Fairytales of a magic unic......

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...A Collection of Days David J Walker It looks for all to me like The same sky Passing by As I wake to greet Each new dawn And the midday grass is As green and fresh as any shaggy lawn ......

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...The snowflakes drift and dance around Melt on our bodies, make no sound Only muffled breathing heard We make love with not a word We fall into a snowdrift deep Our balance had no way to keep ......

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... Good King Wenceslas again On the feast of Stephen Saw the snow spread white and plain Deep and crisp and even. Afar a snowy hump in sight Attracted his attention Could it be that some......

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...How dumb I was when I danced into that countryside floral patched square of greenery and an expectation that was no more than a rogue wave, tilted and uncanny as the solar eclipse, washed m......

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