Sara Teasdale, “A Winter Bluejay”
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nerve compression
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Winter
The wind blows high, the wind blows low,
The buried prairies in the snow
Lie warm and deep.
Safe under Winter's soft white wing
A little seedling dreams of spring,
Stirs in its sleep.
The wind has gone, and softly come
Small furry friends from drifted home,
Hungry — a fright —
The marks of tiny footsteps show,
Like frozen music-notes, on snow
All silent, white.
by Mary Baldwin
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Winter Poem
once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kissed
it and it was happy and called its cousins
and brothers and a web
of snow engulfed me then
i reached to love them all
and i squeezed them and they became
a spring rain and i stood perfectly
still and was a flower
by Nikki Giovanni
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I keep on pouring my feelings out, like snow they land on the ground and pile up, for others to step on them
by laurenmaerie, cold winter eyes
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O bleak midwinter, you're mother, no king
of a paradise in bloom: you named spring.
Time is aching, at the stillness of your trail—
O little flowers, rise and wail!
You're bride, no queen
of a season to be young, of a season: oh so pristine!
The sun has learnt to starve, to hide, to rue—
A sky under your veil, and a world of something blue.
O wintertide! No court would do you right.
For, you are mother. For, you are bride.
— circadeacademia
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HOT COCOA
Velvety warm cup
Of chocolatey hot cocoa
Warming up my soul
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kent (wintertime)
Highstreet stones spiral
in the night, blurring
through drunken eyes and
bitter air, as to Westgate
we goaded our swollen bodies.
In our stupor we dared the sky
to swallow us, and soon
the sun obliged,
and killed the dark
as we fell asleep beneath the archway.
will2 1/17/2024
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Snow began falling late last night. Wet flakes
dropping past windows, snow covering
the skylights. We watched for a time, surprised
and happy. Glad to be here, and nowhere else.
Raymond Carver, "The Gift" (excerpt)
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Deciding Embers Vol.4, 12.2.23
"Frost-Kitten"
Single file footfalls
Soft on soft snow
After the tail
Trails end
Storms stop
Only one set of prints
Pawed through the thaw
@env0writes C.Buck
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Photo by @mynamemeanscloud
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Sara Teasdale, “Winter Stars”
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fox_and_blueberry
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦
𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘯
𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢
𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥.
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳,
𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥.
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘪𝘵`𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦.
𝘐 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦.
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𝘣𝘺 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘦𝘺 𝘒𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳
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Fuar an Ocras
Bhí mé sa foraois sean
Áit fuar an ocras bí
A fiacla go leor ag greim
Mo riocht le ciúin faoi
An sneachta coimeád thit
An oighear ag bris mo féith…
Mo críoch thaggan anois
Agus mothaigh mé gach noimead.
As Bearla (In English)
(I was in the old forest
Where the hungry cold lives
Its many teeth biting
My quiet body
The snow keeps falling
The ice breaks my veins
My end is now
and i feel every second)
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A little poem As Gaeilge i had to do for class, was kinda happy with it so i thought id share here too :>
Unfortunately, it loses its rhyme scheme in English :<
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There is something so poignant about this time of year.
So much happiness and love all around, yet constantly weighed done with such loneliness. Like standing inside a glass box or trying to see through a fogged window.
Like belonging is just a step a way, but the snow is too deep to move.
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my tea gets cold before I even touch it,
feel like I slowly break apart while everyone talks about the christmas season,
by laurenmaerie, in between snowflakes
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winter dreariness /
until gray grows
faint pink, sky /
thinks briefly of
love
Greg Sellers
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