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November glides closer to December the embers of fall fade away to ashes
by Beverlynohime
22 lines, 1 comment,
1 day ago. In Thoughts, Nature, Message, Love, Life, Weird, Hope, Moon, Snow, Winter
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The grey stone ground will glitter With fragments of frost crystal
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How deftly twirls the drifting snow
In swirls and eddies round the trees
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Today winter breaks its season now begins
with giant fluffy snowflakes
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As midwinter have fallen
the blanket of white
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we sit together holding each other tight
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Ice haze this morning - Winter bells clang in my chest.
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I stand beside naked trees,
Under a bare sky.
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Will I hear the winter winds? Will you be in the moon?
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My sister is dressed in blue and silver;
the blue of heaven’s blushing cheeks, the silver of stars at play
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Signed, no credit needed.
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As you stare into the abyss
Of time gone amiss
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In the slanted ray, Huddling close to Me, Our beloved cat
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I drew the blinds
and buried you deep where the skeletons dance.
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Soft sounds from the living room I love that time of day
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A chilly wind rattles dry leaves tumbling skyward from barren trees.
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Little crescents of white
Shimmer down from the heavens
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Take my breath
from the frosty chill of winter
by LesbianOfLove
12 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 8 3:48 PM. In Astral, Wolf, Lycan, Element, Winter, Dreams, Spirituality, Astral Projection, Totem
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Walking down
the snow covered path
by xxxfallen angelxxx
38 lines, 4 comments,
on Nov 4 7:24 PM. In Nature, Other, Dark, Contest, fate, winter, seasons, Fantasy, Life, death
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A poem about hardships.
by Autumn Leaves
29 lines,
on Nov 1 2:47 PM. In sad, tears, like, rain, stormy, seas, jayce, autumn, winter, spring, poem, love, no
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when i was young for years i would do this.
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Littered leaves, seeds and keys So soon the sun sets
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If rainy day should turn to snowy sky In Winter, with its serene quality,
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Lying on the ground, He watched the clouds go by,
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Silence fills the empty house
where once your laughter dwelt.
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I remember the time when we ordered compost
and you, lost in stacks of words, sociologist,
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The winter season is dark. People dieing all around me.
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raspberry kisses trace down my spine
tickling with promises of frost;
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rich umbers burn the sunset,
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I'll have to accept the hues
of orange and red
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With silvery white strands of hair And a snowy white gown
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interlacing fingers of oak draw patterns
with yellow leaves, green twigs
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snowy skies slipped away
in the blink of an eye
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