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the pale artist comes silently
erasing the colours that cattle, sheep and farmers
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Soft sparkles creep up toward the wooden frame, Pristine coldness clutching the barren ground;
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Piercing freezing winds
Stopping bodily functions
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The days are cold, filled with snow.
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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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The rain let up just long enough for me to cup my hands
and prepare for the snow.
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There's still snow on the ground three days after the fact.
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On skeleton branch against silver-grey sky
A withered leaf clings despite imminent storm.
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We met in the middle of winter when it was finally becoming cold in Charlotte. It wasn't cold on Christmas,
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And so,
He collapses,
Another victim of the silent covenant between Cold and Death.
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Rise from the glazed
Sea, above a crawl.
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frosty reddish orbs
dangling bare out in the cold
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Swirls of snow dust
amid dark blanket night.
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Her kiss is the bitterest of dead-winter chills,
Lips tinged antarctic from which pale breath spills
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A gentle breeze beneath the winter sun
The leaves and trees all dancing with delight
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Dancing on ice with the world in my hands,
and finding the promise tomorrow left me,
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A single hand print
In a white world.
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Winter remains the view outside my window,
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driving along a familiar highway on my way to work on the day
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Will you snow with me? Too many people I know fall in love,
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The branches of the once beautiful tree dies The leaves torn off
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by Sir Love Coffin
115 lines,
on Dec 30 8:15 PM 2008. In Lyrics, Adult, Dark, Depression, Winter, Personal, Thoughts, Sad, Life, Love, Pain
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I've not seen much snow but I think I've seen enough.
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That Wintry blanket
Concealing all once green in its pure folds.
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Skies full with clouds of clotted cream
heavy and dark with shorter days
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Fall and summer have come to pass
Solstice, a fortnight away
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And as we fell together Deep into the falling snow
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Evergreen tree white Snow on the branches so pure
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the warrior sky
fires gray arrows at me
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To gaze up on the old trunk
It looks much like I wanted all along
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a liquid chill veil winged the trap bird in the snow
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The icicles hung dangerously
From the old house
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Chilled and puffing
I'm wondering...
Is now a good time
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by Beverlynohime
33 lines, 5 comments,
on Dec 22 11:07 AM 2008. In Personal, Society, Thoughts, Love, Life, Nature, Imagery, Free Verse, Winter, Beauty
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I feel the cold untouched by shining light,
It stings my skin and chills my bones deep down;
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Oh, I am cold now
Soft flakes have gone all slushy
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Some find annoyance,
Some find joy.
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and my breath fog is the only thing to distract
from the beauty around me,
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