Poetry competition CLOSED 14th January 2018 1:33am
WINNER
Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
RUNNER-UP:
snugglebuck
Winter haiku
My First Northern Winter
(SOMEONE SAVE ME, I MISS FLORIDA!!!)
The pipes keep freezing,
Our propane tank is empty,
No furnace for heat.
We have a wood stove,
A fireplace to help with warmth,
Plenty of wood, too
Even with all that,
It is still too cold for me,
I can't feel my toes!!
Yet I stick it out,
Just a couple more months left,
And spring will be here!!
So for now I sit,
Snug in my heated blanket,
Dreaming of sunshine.
(SOMEONE SAVE ME, I MISS FLORIDA!!!)
The pipes keep freezing,
Our propane tank is empty,
No furnace for heat.
We have a wood stove,
A fireplace to help with warmth,
Plenty of wood, too
Even with all that,
It is still too cold for me,
I can't feel my toes!!
Yet I stick it out,
Just a couple more months left,
And spring will be here!!
So for now I sit,
Snug in my heated blanket,
Dreaming of sunshine.
Winter Whisper
The cold winter gale
Rushes by me with its tale
A sad mournful wail
Rushes by me with its tale
A sad mournful wail
Written by RoseJasmine
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2018 Super Moon Lunar Eclipse Haiku
The cold winter sky
Found Warmth by the red full moon
The first of eighteen
2018 Super Moon Lunar Eclipse Haiku
The cold winter sky
Found Warmth by the red full moon
The first of eighteen
Anonymous
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I guess you call it winter
Back East they envy
We're known as the Sunshine state
Winter is a myth
We're known as the Sunshine state
Winter is a myth
Written by kiko_the_poet
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The Rain
The winter sun rises late,
The days are short, nights are cold,
Whispering of the approaching storm.
Then the rain falls on me,
Like a blessing from the heavens,
Because I had no umbrella.
Now that I’ve been bathed,
By the winter storm and it’s rage,
I feel a cold coming.
The winter sun rises late,
The days are short, nights are cold,
Whispering of the approaching storm.
Then the rain falls on me,
Like a blessing from the heavens,
Because I had no umbrella.
Now that I’ve been bathed,
By the winter storm and it’s rage,
I feel a cold coming.
Anonymous
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