Best Frostbite Poems

In riming realms 
of crystal contemplations -
frozen water-vapor meditations
and chilled flutes 
filled with zodiacal-light musings 
of ancient cosmic dust 
dancing in the arms of Sol..

windswept...

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"Black Ice"

Sorrow flows from the first sunrise 
Eyes deeper than winter and rainfall
A painful combination never felt before 
At core death awaits
   -...

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 Somehow   I always know when Spring will come 
By the fragrance of lilacs in the sun ;
Their trembling buds awake beside my...

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Bah! Humbug!  It’s that time of year;
I can’t understand the reason
why everyone is so full of cheer
just because it’s the Christmas season.

The traffic on...

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The Ukrainian flag flies again in Kherson, it is a joy to see
The Russian army are running scared from Ukraines military
Russia pulled out its army...

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Brutal was the biting wind,
sweeping brown locks of a tiny urchin 
side to side, often hiding her eyes.
 
Oversized slippers she had donned
were lost in...

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…the greatest poet who ever lived
…our Lord Jesus Christ

Wishes that wash upon the shallow shore,
Lacrimal lesions of the holographic whore…
Tectonic temptations, the lava shall pour,
Unleashing...

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Five after four in the morning. Night-sweats
rumple silk bed sheets. Vague cusp ‘tween night and day
blurs chiseled contours of sanity’s sharpness.

Dreams half-way loosed into consciousness...

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Barefoot on the paving slab chill, concrete
feet feel frostbite emanations in their callused souls;
rooftop mystique clamours silent slate triangles,
perched the stray cat observers, red-eyes smoking...

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Today is the first day of Spring,
yet, there's plenty of snow.
And although Winter lost Her sting,
She refuses to go.

Now that Spring is in sight
you can...

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Hope is the bird that guards it's 
young dreams from the cold
frostbite, wanting them to last
long enough to see a spring where
they can hatch into...

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Monomaniacal Mist

I am the finite of the infinite for the shadows bleed my presence
My habitual hunger is imminent and toxicant time is of the essence
Like...

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Moonlight 
Is a bright sight
In the darkness of night,
The lonesome wolf howls like a sprite,
Mournful cries, unearthly sighs give the fright,
Winter chills and thrills, yields...

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Through veils of bright red pain
They bring us to this life;
Through tears and laughter
They love their small pink wonders
Through all those gates they must pass
On...

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Dilemma

Cold air of winter nights
Breath a visible mist
Gloves protect from frostbite
From fingertips to wrist

Ringing phone in my hand
Alerts important call
Now a flaw that’s unplanned
Gloves create...

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