20 Thursday Nov 2014
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Frosted, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, snow, snowflakes, Winter
Revealing her beauty
She’s dressed all in white
Brilliantly gleaming
On a cold Winter’s night
Glistening starlight
Shining down in a glow
Shivering softly
No warmth from below
Snowflakes that flurry
With the touch of her hand
Blanketing, Frosting
The forest and land
She’s frozen the moment
The movement of time
With the dusting upon us
Her iciest rime
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18 Tuesday Nov 2014
Winter’s frosty coat
Glistening with icicles
Hung upon the tree
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07 Monday Jul 2014
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bread, breakfast, eggs, french toast, milk, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, questions, snow
I still don’t have the answer
To a question asked
So long ago
Why do you buy milk, eggs and bread
When someone mentions snow
Does this sinfully sweet
Breakfast fare
Make us become a little manic
If we don’t get the ingredients
Do we all begin to panic
Do the slices of bread
With their cinnamon swirl
Remind you of riding a sled
Or the soft golden butter
Melting over the top
Remind you of warm days ahead
Do the fluffy white flakes
Falling down from the sky
Remind you of powdered confection
Or the syrup that’s oozing
Dripping over the sides
Remind you of sweet perfection
I want to know the simple truth
About this French Toast story
I’m pretty sure it’s not just snow
That gives it all its glory
Here’s the original story that asked the burning question: What Is It About Snow & French Toast?
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28 Saturday Jun 2014
Snow covered mountains
Barren and colorless
Against deep blue skies
Only the sun’s reflection
Casting its amber glow
Evergreen trees
Stand virile and stately
The barrier between
The drab and the vivid
Changing seasons
Brightly colored fields
Flora in full bloom
Unconcerned with the cold
Hovering over it
Nature collides
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26 Wednesday Mar 2014
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dorindaduclos.com, forecast, Night Owl Poetry, poem, poetry, predictions, radar, rain, snow, spring, weather, weatherman, wind, Winter
We’re in for a big one
The weatherman said
So we rush to the store
For milk, eggs and bread
He tells us how much
We all can expect
The East coast’s been battered
Mother Nature’s neglect
He charts and he studies
And strings us along
No matter how hard
He still gets it wrong
We open the door
And brace for the worst
And get hit in the face
With a cold sunny burst
We sigh in the doorway
And peel off the layers
And curse at the weatherman
The sly purveyor
Yet night after night
The forecast is given
Will this one be right?
As we sit and we listen
For the upcoming day
The radar is zooming
And the weatherman prays
After all he’s just human
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