for Krayge.....
it is not the snow
you know its coldness already
you have experienced frost
and perhaps seen the movie about it
how painful can all these be
white, and prickly and
soft perhaps like a gentle flake
but you know how it gets too lonely
most of the time
did you say that you like someone
and then somehow that someone starts
to evade you as though you have
leprosy?
that is a mild form
leprosy used to be that antisocial
but you know that there is more
than what was
that....
Adenine
Infantrymen
Dementia,
Somnolence
take from it
or perhaps scientifically i once taught
you in our faded Physics class
in magnetism Craig, do not forget,
like poles still repel
and it has not changed since then
despite the blending of the
bends.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Snow
Down out of heaven,
Frost-kissed
And wind driven,
Flake upon flake,
Over forest and lake,
Cometh the snow.
Folding the forest,
Folding the farms,
In a mantle of white;
And the river’s great arms,
Kissed by the chill night
From clamor to rest,
Lie all white and shrouded
Upon the world’s breast.
Falling so slowly
Down from above,
So white, hushed, and holy,
Folding the city
Like the great pity
Of God in His love; 20
Sent down out of heaven
On its sorrow and crime,
Blotting them, folding them
Under its rime.
Fluttering, rustling,
Soft as a breath,
The whisper of leaves,
The low pinions of death,
Or the voice of the dawning,
When day has its birth,
Is the music of silence
It makes to the earth.
Thus down out of heaven,
Frost-kissed
And wind driven,
Flake upon flake,
Over forest and lake,
Cometh the snow.
poem by William Wilfred Campbell
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The Warmth of Snow
A snow flake is so complex, yet soft enough to enhance romance.
No flake is like another, neither is a friend or a lover.
The gentle falling of snow makes me think of home,
where I find warmth and cheer, and happiness flow.
A warm heart and cold toes, come next to me, and snuggle close.
I love you now and forever more, as we wait for more snow flakes to fall.
poem by Steven Robinson
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Magnetism, as you recall from physics class, is a powerful force that causes certain items to be attracted to refrigerators.
quote by Dave Barry
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Crystals
snow crystals falling gently
caps, white bodies around a hill
a mantle along the road
slippery
cold, and silky
and glossy with light
painful as such
when held
longer to the tip
of my finger
frost and chill
and thrill,
these are what i do not have
experienced yet
something to talk about
and guess
vicarious, elegant to the
ambition of thoughts
rambling and
fanciful
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Winter is Just A Snowflake
melting snow
flake disappear
a long time before
it touch
Mother Earth-
touching only
another snow
flake communicate
a sense of beauty
so beautiful
their silence
is the snow-
poem by Dorsey Baker
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Alone But Alive
I am loved and I am hated,
I wonder why the world is segregated,
I hear voices screaming in vain,
I see souls of a world insane,
I want to know my silent fate,
I am loved and I am hated.
I pretend to control my destiny,
I feel my Judgement is weary and false,
I touch the souls of every tree,
I worry I am doing the mephisto waltz,
I cry for our leprosy, our life has faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
I understand the laws of conduct and chaos,
I say individuality is the essence. What is it to conform?
I dream about the Nuclear Holocaust,
I try to see the white sepulchre in uniform,
I hope to see our silent fate... torn deep and faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
poem by Count Dracula
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Six Thirty Nine In The Morning
it is raining
but the way the things are going
this morning seems to be so soft and gentle
tiny needles of rain like some snowflakes
in my mind
i have not been to chicago or to new jersey
or to any place where there is snow
where the coldness perhaps
strikes at the core of the heart
where my loneliness
though how far taken to make it
disappear like a car running to the farthest road
and like a dot dissolving in the horizon
shall not perish
not even diminish like a number five
subtracted from four
it is cold even when the sun starts to shine
simply because
you are not here with me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Snow Flakes
as i look out of my window i see snow flakes
blowing all around landing gently on the ground.
the falling flakes set my heart all aglow.
as it makes a blanket of pure white snow.
creating such a beautiful sight.
the snow just like a heart can be gentle to the touch
yet! cold as ice.
if you plan on playing with it you better think twice.
the heart is the most complex part of the human body
it controls the entire anatomy.
so as the snow trickles down and creates a picture of purity.
and its coldness touches my bones
in my heart grows the warmth of a fire
with all of its desire.
to melt the coldness in your heart
just so you could see.
even the coldest of hearts can belong to me.
but when you want true beauty look up to the sky.
it is not the snow flakes coming down
but the love of god which is all around.
poem by Louis Rams
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Through and Through
A frown just a smile upside down
A smile a country mile wide
That, s you by my side
Living with you throughout the year
Brings a gentle tear
give me a break for every downy flake
Of snow
On a gloomy lake
Sing me a song like a mockingbird
Don't make it short but long
Live like a lover smitten
While we are united in flight
Oh the melody so sweet
A flake of snow
Over a moonlit lake
Life passes by, but why?
Your love your gentle sigh
My God. Is heaven nigh?
I only love you through and through.
Christmas To Me
The misty fog
Crept slowly in
As the crystal of frost
Climbed on my window pane
I stand outside
In the cold winter breeze
Feeling the chill
Of our first winter freeze
Will I get to see?
My first snow flake
Will I get to make
An angel in the snow
Will I get to make
A snowman with glee
I stand here pondering
What is a white Christmas?
I can't begin to fathom
A snow white land
Is it true?
Is snow like crystals?
That shimmers in the sun
Do they softly grace?
Your gardens
In the midwinter fun
Christmas to me
Is a Barbie at the beach?
Beach games and swimming
Is how we have our Yule Tide Treats?
poem by Kaila George
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If God gives you leprosy, look to your own past misdeeds.
Physics is the science of all the tremendously powerful invisibilities - of magnetism, electricity, gravity, light, sound, cosmic rays. Physics is the science of the mysteries of the universe. How could anyone think it dull?
Dick Francis in Twice Shy
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There are still 500,000 persons afflicted with leprosy in Latin America, so it is still very much present.
quote by Walter Salles
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Ice & Snow
People never tell of ice
Or the snow that glitters nice
Or of the icy crunchy snow
Of that most people do not know
The crunch that sounds beneath your feet
As your sole and ice compete
When in the morning as you wake
You see a single white snow flake
You look out of the iced window
The look out seems so very low
Because the snow fell all night
It has left behind its sheet of white
poem by Helen Windass
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Ode On Snow
Snowstorms!
Piles of snow!
Soft, crystalline white snowflakes!
Feathered rain!
Powder snow!
Falling snow!
Up to the kneecaps snow!
Snow stuck on sidewalks and streets!
Snowballs!
Snowmen!
Snowdrift!
Sledding on soft snow!
Crunching snow!
Snow cones!
poem by M.L. Squier
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The biggest disease today is not leprosy or tuberculosis, but rather the feeling of being unwanted.
quote by Mother Teresa
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Snowflakes
Soft snowflakes drift daintily down,
Without so much as a single sound.
Swirling around, they're a dazzling sight,
And they make the world seem so bright.
Each flake possesses a pattern so very rare,
That no two flakes can make a matching pair.
They each take on a very delicate form,
Which melts away, when it gets warm.
Each unique, frozen crystal is so very tiny;
Glistening in the sunlight, they look so shiny.
Each is a masterpiece: a major work of art,
Which, from our lives, will very soon depart.
Falling snowflakes appear so fluffy and soft,
When, caught by the wind, they dance aloft.
Single snowflakes are as light as a feather,
But weigh a ton, when collected together.
On every surface, the snowflakes collect:
Soon, with white, everything is bedecked.
The snowflakes form a thick carpet of white,
As they settle down, following their flight.
Things, which were familiar to our eyes,
Are suddenly more difficult to recognise.
Snow seems to change the world's face,
And it suddenly seems a different place.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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