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  1. A Winter Eve

    Poem About A Peaceful Evening Snow

    The crunching snow beneath my feet
    Breaks the silence of the winter eve.
    I hear the patter of beginning sleep
    On my evening stroll, as others sleep.

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  3. A Winter's Epiphany

    • By Michael A. Barron
    • Published: February 2006

    Timeless thoughts of a winter's stare;
    eyes gazing over a landscape bare.

    Memories drift on a blustery breeze;...

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  4. Winter Again

    • By Steve Katz
    • Published: December 2008
    Poem About Cozy Winter

    another winter has come
    your head and hands go numb
    looking forward to the frost and snow
    nights spent near the fire watching the embers glow

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  6. The Childhood Song

    • By Kellie Carra
    • Published: March 9, 2018
    The Beauty Of Childhood

    Leaves dusted with white
    Moon reflects through the night
    Off the blanketed ground of sheer winter

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  7. I Am Rain

    • By Tony Luo
    • Published: February 2011

    I emerge from the slithering vague,
    My weeps sprinkle placid droplets to the atmosphere,
    And sometimes, I outburst like a bundle of plague,
    All the way, I tinkle the saturating hemisphere....

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  8. Images In A Moment Of Time

    • By Ryan Richard Nych
    • Published: January 6, 2018

    Bleak winter sunset with sky of lavender.
    Winter pears cling like dead, crinkled ornaments
    from gnarled branches,
    unwilling to let summer go from arthritic grip.

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