Ashes and Snow poem
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Ashes and Snow

ByEmily Verse

Where ashes meet snow,Silent landscape,Monochrome’s glow.Charcoal whispers,Fire long gone,Blend with flakes,Dawn’s song.Memories flicker,Ghostly flames,Snowflakes dance,Calling names.Canvas painted,Shades of despair,Sorrow’s beauty,Rare.Ashes and snow,Contrast stark,Endings speak,New starts spark.Frozen waltz,Graceful twine,Tale of love,Divine.Vast grey sky,Their ballet,Union of grief,Hope’s display.Dance of ashes,Snow we cope.Each flake, ember,Stories tell,Battles fought,Rise and fell.In embrace,Lesson unfolds,Resilience, warmth,In the cold. Summary Ashes and Snow…

A Patch of Old Snow
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A Patch of Old Snow

ByEmily Verse

Men in muddy boots tread,Songs of sorrow, tears they shed.Guns roar loud in skies of dread,Warriors dream of homely bed.Fields once green now stained red,Letters to loved ones, words unsaid.Nightmares haunt where soldiers bled,Peace a hope widespread.Shadows cast on memories’ thread,Names of heroes, sorrow spread.History’s echo, pain still fed,Grateful hearts, honor led.Silent fields where poppies…

A Dust of Snow Poem
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A Dust of Snow

ByEmily Verse

In the heart of winter’s embrace, so cold, A lone tree stands, its story untold. Branches bare, like hands reaching for the sky, Beneath its shade, a world asleep does lie. A dust of snow, from the heavens gently falls, Covering the earth like soft, whispering shawls. Each flake, a secret from the clouds above,…

The Snow Storm Poem
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The Snow Storm

ByEmily Verse

When stars are dim and night is deep,A snowstorm brews on the horizon’s steep.Winds howl like ancient songs,Sweeping lands, fierce and strong.A world enrobed in white’s embrace,Lost landmarks in the storm’s chase.Trees bow low, as if in prayer,Under snow, their burden to bear.Through the blizzard’s muffled veil,Time and space seem tightly scaled.The storm’s dance, a…

The Snow Bird poem
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The Snow Bird

ByEmily Verse

Where winter reigns supreme,A bird flutters, like a dream.Feathers white as snow,The snow bird dances, winds blow.Through frosty air with grace,A streak of white’s embrace.Over peaks and valleys deep,It sings melodies to keep.Its song in silent woods,A hymn of winter’s moods.Wings spread wide in chilling air,The snow bird dances, rare flair.In winter, stark and bold,It…

the cross of snow poem
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The Cross of Snow

ByEmily Verse

Under starry skies, in the night,A mountain high, where a cross lies.Carved by nature, in alpine glow,Stands the shape, the cross of snow.Moonlight falls on its icy face,Shadows deep, in this solemn place.A symbol of loss and hope entwined,Within the frozen monument, truths combined.Years have passed, yet the cross remains,Unmoved by sun or summer rains.Watching…

Snow in Spring Poem
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Snow in Spring

ByEmily Verse

When spring breathes with gentle breath,And winter holds, defying death,A dance of seasons intertwined,Snow in spring, nature’s design.Blossoms peek with snowflake face,A world of frost and grace.Green shoots push through white floor,Life defies and soars.Sun’s warm kiss meets chilly air,A ballet of contrasts, rare.Spring’s hues, muted by winter’s hand,A paradox, stunning and grand.In this moment,…

London Snow poem
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London Snow

ByEmily Verse

London’s heart, winter whispers low,Streets aglow with soft white snow.Iconic reds veiled in white,A hushed city under moonlight.Thames reflects a starry sky,Snowflakes dance, sounds die.Tower Bridge in snowy dress,Stands proud in winter’s caress.Cobbled lanes, history deep,Snow keeps secrets asleep.Each flake, a tale from the past,London’s arms hold them fast.Crowds silent, slow, and rare,Snowflakes waltz in…

Footprints in the snow poem
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Footprints in the Snow

ByEmily Verse

In a world of white, pure and sure,A lone wanderer steps unsure.Footprints etched in soft, cold bed,Whispering tales where thoughts led.Snowflakes gently descend,The wanderer’s path, with purpose, bends.A journey through frosted glades,Where time’s hustle slowly fades.Footprints weave a solitary tale,Through snowy woods, over hill and dale.A silent symphony in frozen hue,Painting a picture the heart…

First Snow Poem
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First Snow

ByEmily Verse

On winter’s eve, tender start,A canvas waits, an artist’s heart.The sky, whispers light,Prepares to paint in hues of white.First snow falls, silent grace,Each flake, a poem, heaven’s trace.A world transformed, pure and bright,Cloaked in serene, soft white.Trees in awe, branches frosted,In this world, none feel lost.Children’s laughter, melody plays,Snowflakes kiss cheeks in gentle sways.Each step…