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garland of segmental hours
scrapbook of cast's bleeding flowers
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rain drops as tears on my forehead
nourishing
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The days are cold, filled with snow.
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Have you ever been cheated?Here are the seasons of lies.Lies,hate and secrets never seem to leave.
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by Beverlynohime
2 lines, 10 comments,
on Jan 24 1:37 AM. In Haiku, nature, imagery, society, thoughts, life, death, winter, seasons
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Winter mornings bite with frost deepening dread and chill.
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by Kia Tenshi
39 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 11 1:09 PM. In dark, love, lost, depression, broken, shattered, heartbroken, cold, seasons
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The wind swept passed my window
And the leaves they swayed in time
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It's winter in South Dakota
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Summer lingers, withers, dies Replaced by autumn as leaves color and fly
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Frosty mornings, pretty skies
Winter's calling, on sleepy eyes
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Eskimos have over a hundred words for snow
Lost on all those who pass this wonder
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Sap of grand old southern oaks
abandons the twiggy heights
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First comes spring bringing flowers along with oddly random showers
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Fall is my favorite
time of the year,
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Summer morning bright and new, everything sprouting and growing.
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Look out your morning window, on the first day of winter,
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Looking all around,
See the flowers bloom,
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She blooms only in the season of Winter
her beauty as rare as her depictive name.
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Silent in the frozen waste,
A Winter Rose blooms.
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The flowers they bloom and beauty it grows
Their sweet potent perfume wafts up to your nose
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seasons and love change
colors of orange and red
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All hail the queen robed in white
whose beauty is hushed as snow! (A Rondel)
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Sure as seasons change
So do you, and so do I
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sinus pain pulses
in disco beats;
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Hurry, hurry! Time is passing by! / A day ago, the buds and shoots came out, / and now the scarlet leaves lie all about.
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I watch the snow fall,
In a perfect, diagonal line.
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the weather this September
brings a beauty
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Their job is too easy,
And beautiful to most...
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A budding rose within my chest
Blooms, billows, flourishes
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Form: Pantoum
Theme: Seasons
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You can hear a whisper silent,
In air that is crisp and clear...
by Panicked-Puppet-xXx
18 lines,
on Oct 18 5:01 PM 2008. In Life, Hope, Thoughts, Spiritual.. Nature, Seasons, Autumn, Fall, Weather, Peace, Calm
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Why is it that life
is lived in seasons?
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Just trying to (slowly) get back in the habit.
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I took some time to look at things to cure the sickness ailing me.
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Over the whale ways
And over mountains far and wide
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