Artic Poems - Poems about Artic

Blowing through my area for a few days gust making temperature bitterly cold rushing underneath my coat; soo bold penetrating my layers of clothing and boots siphoning my body natural warmth hands throbs with pain; gloves no help feet and face froze noticeably numb leg bones stiffening as I continue to step restricting my singing and dancing blood...

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Slow sleek steps, Pounces on its paws, Snow-clad fur, Brushes off impatiently, Ears perk up, When squeals and squeaks are heard, Steady and slowly, Merges with the blanket beneath, Almost at ease, Confidently it please, Lowers into its position, Ready to strike, Pounces on its paws, Announces in its jaws, Mouse struck beneath its claws, Ounces in vigilant strides as it withdraws. By Sarah Shahzad, July 2024...

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Arctic front just a little seems to much A tolerance to something with no passion or no desire To be that frozen bird on the wire Burning purpose Burning reason reason to plant the greatest ideas A non-touch society bleeding out slowly As they shape our mold To be a force or be a commune Starving the less prepared Now...

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artic somersaults 11-30-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ artic somersaults arctic colors bluster gossamer rainbow ripples ~ northern lights fanfare north winds of daybreak electric neon highlights ~ polar bears snoring pink and green streaks flash watermelon auroras ~ iceberg skyscrapers auroras fox trot light in staccato steps ~ high stepping brilliance tundra skies blush frozen lights do somersaults ~ polar...

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She drops from the sky when the right clouds are formed. There is no announcement, not a sound of an angel’s horn. She arrives with her snow bear, he is Artic normed. They are fresh every time, both newly born. We know she comes on days of the Northern lights. She comes in the night, but we do not see...

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while in the Artic I tried another tactic now am lethargic...

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Gypsy Kaleidoscope Mystic, mystical, magic gypsy Spins a halcyon kaleidoscope on white horizon’s Calypsos leaping in crystal canticles Erases darkness of the neon midnight sun. In polar solstice fireworks of ruby throated flaming vermilion Solar windstorms paint an artic canvass in sapphire frost - Electric mischief hums in flashing emerald rose Like phosphorus disturbed excitement from a garnet star. A razzle dazzle of cerise...

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ARTIC SAND DUNE GLATURES sand ice-bergs sand dunes a whole, awesome mountain hides enjoying range hills 2/24/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2021...

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HAIKU ~~~~~~~~ moorland... wilderness... attired in artic whiteness... stoats in ermine coats... ~~~~~~~~~ 2/28/18 Haiku poetry contest sponsored by Deborah Beachboard...

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Slowly and stately they shuffle along the ice Oblivious and orderly they move from the sea into the frozen wilderness Moving with uncanny precision along the widest king's highway on earth None to impede their path as the cycle of permanent darkness descends No polar bear anywhere, they have all trundled off to hibernate No arctic fox to be found, following the seals north they migrate All...

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My silky ivory coat keeps me warm in the artic climate, my keen senses search for prey in the Alaskan wilderness- When I encounter the mighty mount Denali, I climb it, yes, I am an Artic Wolf and am known for being carnivorous. I savor the flavor of a great muskoxen and caribou. The way the twilight sparkles upon my...

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What's it like travelling in cold, you think you know but do you know, the white lands set before your eyes, sweet summer sun shines up in sky, I'm Mr Roald trying strong winds, Burning my face I never knew, in winters' sane you would not know, this part of cold the part that burns, the part that scorns but yet spurs me, I'm...

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Wisdom speaks in notes of light: If another hates Their neighbour then truly they walk about, darkness Having blinded their eyes heart to tongue; burnt offerings.... A winter's blast this altar so seeks ? Stripes, the millstone bleeds....

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Arctic avians screech zenith zero zephyrs... dank December bones...

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This link will show this haiku in a haiga form on one of my paintings http://haiga-ichthys.blogspot.com/ s u n s ...

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