Best Frigid Poems

frigid waterfall. . .
crystal tears from fallen limbs
a woodland wonder



     For Raul Moreno's "Icy Cascade" contest...

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the still black eyed hare
rests under icicle eaves~
birds eat bearberries


12-15-2019
Writing Challenge, December - Winter Haiku or Senryu
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobe Ode...

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The Frigid Month of February

Winter, at its worst, cold and dreary.
When whipped-up brisk winds quake the wary,
With falling temperatures and snow:
Freezing exposed skin, fingers, and toes.

In a blitz of polar-felt weather
That stymies the ardent traveller;
People shudder forward in the chill,
Trekking along like penguins uphill.

Seasonal temperaments...

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Lake ice cracks with cold
breath hangs in frozen silence
stars sparkle above.

Great horned owls hoot
bitter February night
owlets to follow.

On this frigid night,
may we share as one this fire
that burns within us?...

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There once was a snowman named Jerrit.
His wish was to embed his carrot.
So he stood on his head;
He could have stayed in bed.
If his cold wife would grin and bare it.



Written 1/1/2018
Contest:  Upside Down World (limerick)
Hosted by: Eve Roper...

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Let frigid winter come,
it feels nice to be lonesome,
seeing myself snuggled up
in a comfort blanket holding a cup
of cocoa by this warm fireplace...
while the wanderer's frozen face
is dotted with the whitest snowflakes
as he rubs his red, freckled nose!


Isn't this an unforgettable moment
to delight me feeling...

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Alone and cold,
So cold when alone,
Can't find my way.
All I want is a
Little bit of sight,
A small glow, just
Some warmth by
A light,calmly showing
Me my way.
Guiding my souless
And cold heart
Safetly home to stay.
Loved and wanted...
I'll be someday....

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To the person, they call, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : A celle que l’on dit froide

(Poem written on September 5, 1889 at Aix-les-Bains, which I found a bit jarring with abrupt exclamations and interrogations, not to mention the repetitive « jusqu’à/aux » which...

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White dust piled high

the chill goes right through the bone

frigid temperatures....

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Cautiously I tread down a path paved of nightmares 
Dark trees with gnarled branches
Marked with loneliness
Stained with loss
Misery hangs in the air 
Despair trails down imaginary forest walls
Walls from which cries for help seep
Bottomless crevices of broken dreams
Abraded emotions
Poisoned souls 
Frightening images paralyze
Petrified eternally, mentally,...

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walking my two dogs
in a rare southern snowstorm
frigid warm feeling...

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Pet called Kat “very angry wasp thing”
Kat said if she’s waspish mind her sting
“Do you wear it in tail?”
“In tongue, if talk of tales”
“What, with my tongue in your tail to wring”

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the frigid air snaked across

     my skin and left it tingling
  
       with frostiness

the windchill scoffed at me

    with it's hautiness as the air

swirled around me

  I seek shelter and...

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Goodbye Fall with all the auburn leaves of the reddest sunset,
goodbye crackling path where I met the last songbirds,
whose melody accompained me to winter's doors;
and with deep sadness I kept on looking back.


Welcome gloomy winter with short afternoons and long evenings;
watching the advancing shadows and...

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Some forests never fear the fury of March bending a tree,
their Redwoods and Giant Sequoias provide good shelter
from winds and storms that occasionally begin at sea;
in this woodland, the wood thrush and the blue warbler
have made their home and they're happy to see a wanderer...
when...

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