Best Cold Shoulder Poems

Standing in the cold, staring off into the distance,
I feel that I am not alone, though inside I know,
a warm hand will not be placed on my shoulder,
that will not be my comfort today, always never....

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closer to the sun                                         ...

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cold has come this winter’s night                                       ...

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Angel on hindsight
Foul on an area of light. A vanishing monk.
A living stalk. A living hen.
Drumroll - please.
Hence we fly, I dry.
What do we say, quiet please.
I fly like an eagle. I walk like the empty spirit.
Ecstatic Bombastic Flying.
Bravo my friend, you are welcome to...

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Chocolate ice cream, you've been waiting,
But my temptation is abating..
I've laid to rest the chocolate ooze,
Today, there's another one I choose.
Sending regards to both bean and cow,
Caramel crunch is my main squeeze now....

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Accepting an unpleasant certainty.
The poignant silence of an empty home.
Unanswered calls relay disharmony.

The world is melancholy monochrome.
No person should be made to feel ashamed
Of intimate emotions. Left to roam. 

I know I shouldn’t cast abrasive blame, 
But pain can make me act in ways inapt.
I’m...

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The side of a road’s called a shoulder, but why?
The resemblance, to me, isn’t striking.
The berm or the edge, a more literal choice,
Would be, somehow, much more to my liking.

I enjoy a good metaphor when apropos
But in this case I’m driven to wonder
Why not elbow...

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have been given
the cold shoulder 
icy cold encounters 
are now the new norm 
within our realm of reality
the sea of change hath frozen over
there is black ice upon the broken 
bridge of chance 
tried to move across the iced over sea 
suddenly the ice began...

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E    A    S    T
W   A    R    D
S    N    O   W
F     E    L ...

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The weather around is quite cold sometimes,
The glorious plants are now a frozen sight.
The always angry sea is locked in a frigid bite,
The beautiful sky is now grey, black and white.
The sound of happiness is now pitch silence and cries,
The oh so twinkling stars are...

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