Haiku: Sugar-Coated Tree
Sweet to see Sugar coated tree In winter This poem was written/submitted by Jyoti Sunit Chaudhary.
Read MoreSweet to see Sugar coated tree In winter This poem was written/submitted by Jyoti Sunit Chaudhary.
Read Morewinter is returning cold eyes in afternoons desire impeding fingers season of frost This poem was written/submitted by Peter S. Quinn.
Read Morecold is in the air winter is all around all covered in white ~~~Rivised~~~ ~~Better Written! ~~ frigid air- the ground once again white This poem was written/submitted by Don Haney.
Read MoreHeartache comes again Bleak winter storms arising Loneliness ensues This poem was written/submitted by Jim Milks.
Read MoreThere goes the Winter, sulkily slinking Somewhere behind the trees on the hill. He caught a vision of sweet Spring prinking In green before her mirror—the rill. And he turned away With his face quite grey, And he went without ever a glance behind him But I want to know Which way does he go, [...]
Read MoreA time of year when growth is all but dormant though the grass has grown an inch or two of late And the peach tree in the garden almost leafless and Winter just around the corner wait And male blackbird save for a few chirps remains silent he does not have to sing to keep [...]
Read MoreThe oak tree forlorn and leafless and the day is cold and gray But through the earth young buds are peeping Spring cannot be far away And the spotted dove is cooing making known his territory And any time of year in Nature wondrous things to hear and see. Buds appearing on the wattles they [...]
Read MoreI long for long summer heat, Now that cold winter is here Making us shiver in night, With cold breeze blowing, The heat though unbearable Seem to be better, With everyone sweating, The heat seems to be Gone forever, with The long on set of winter, People behind the blankets, Blazers, with bonfires, Waiting for [...]
Read MoreIt’s going to be burning winter soon. It hasn’t come yet but I’ll know when it does because the trees outside my window will bloom flames and the earth will smell like hot white ashes freshly lit from an ancient pagan torch. The winter is harsh and real and little girls dance like heathens in [...]
Read MoreWinter is icummen in, Lhude sing Goddamm. Raineth drop and staineth slop, And how the wind doth ramm! Sing: Goddamm. Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us, An ague hath my ham. Freezeth river, turneth liver, Damn you, sing: Goddamm. Goddamm, Goddamm, ’tis why I am, Goddamm, So ‘gainst the winter’s balm. Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm. [...]
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