Best Frozen Poems
Anxiety (The Worst Noose In Town)
-- like flooding waters, creeping in
I count 30, seconds, holding my breath again
Drowning in agitation, overwhelmed by fear
I try to hide the pressure in hopes I don't pass out
My pores are soaked, from all the perspiration
I feel the pins and needles pushing in
My skin is ruined from all the peeling
At this point, I can't seem to win
Washed out by dead hope and desire
My soul is lost searching for a shore
leashing, grasping and ripping the chest wide
I count 40, seconds, once nausea can't be blocked
Everything about this moment is driving me mad,
I need to escape, however, my knees are too weak
I tremble while losing control to the emotional distress
My knuckles are pale, detached from reality,
wounds forced with further embarrassment.
Guaranteed failure surrounds my day
Numbness strikes my very essence - I can't move!
Lost in a room,
Therapy - even so I feel singled out
HAPPY VALENTINES (it can get the best of us)
---------------------------- love Linda
The frozen sap of mirthless trees,
The fractured flow of icy streams.
The howling wind that claws at life,
The forest shrouded in endless white.
Skeletal ice hangs from warm lit homes,
....brittle fingers, glacial bones!
Gibbous moon with light unclean,
Casting shadows barely seen.
Wide tongues of sleet lick hands and feet,
Frost etched people on lacquered streets.
Witches Sabbat the darkest rite,
All doors are barred on Halloween night!
Children sleeping, tucked tight in bed,
While witches brooms fly overhead.
Cock’s crow sounds in the dark of night,
Putting the cabal to frenzied flight!
The children waken then start to yawn,
Their smiling faces greet the new dawn.
Verse 1
His coat is torn his
shoes are thin
The cold cuts deep beneath his
skin
Little boy coughs small
hands that shake
Winter's breath is much to hard
To hard to take.
Verse 2
Sidewalk echoes silent
prayers
People pass but no one
cares
Cardboard kingdom borrowed
time
Every step is a mount-
Mountain climbed.
Chorus
And the city turns
away
Like they never ever knew his
name
Still he holds his boy so
close
Chorus 1st Ending
Runs through streets to bring him
home. (1x repeat back to beginning of chorus)
Chorus 2nd Ending
Whispers / "Son, we're going
home."
Verse 3
Once had a home once had a
plan
Once held hope in calloused
hands
But fate’s a thief it moves much too
fast
Dreams dissolve like breath on
Stained kissed glass.
Chorus
Bridge
And he sings a lullaby
so low
Soft as the falling falling
Angel snow
A father’s love is his sheltering
Wings of warmth
Even when the nights are
Broken broken and torn.
Verse 4
"Daddy I’m tired my chest feels
tight"
His voice is weak his skin much too
white
Stars above blur in his
sight
The world fades into endless
Endless cold night.
Partial Chorus
And the city turns
away
Like they never ever knew his
name
Still he lifts his boy so
close
Runs through streets…..to bring him
home.
Final Verse
He stumbles down an empty
street
The world is ice beneath his
feet
He kneels beside the frozen
City of stone
Whispers "Son… we’re finally
Finally home."
Chorus
Chorus 2nd Ending
Whispers / "Son
we're finally
home."
Outro
The snow drifts soft the
Sunday morning gray
No one stops and no one
Left to pray
Two souls lost in winter’s
hold
Together now, for-
ever and ever
In a City Frozen cold
May’s blossom on the bush was my delight.
Her birth came soonest of all the flowers’.
When was it that she first beheld sun’s light?
Did it fall on her in dawn’s first hours?
I wonder how she felt when sudden rain
fell, pounding her before her blossoming,
and did she know how short would be her reign
once she’d emerged to greet the world in spring?
An unexpected snowfall came one day
before her sister roses could join her.
How strange it was to have that freeze in May.
I could almost hear it – her silent brrr -
as she – poor, frozen blossom in the snow -
no more would feel her rosy life force flow.
Inside a knowledge turning cogs on this wheel
born from the darkness a heart rules supreme
fear in one wish looking towards tunnel light love
All that will remain when all turns to dust threads of life dance
kneeling weak alone humble and meek finding a balance
Weeping rivers flow haunting sea waves turn the key
truth is something beautiful touching deeply chords
Chilling whispers rise warm oasis warmly embraces hold
creeping inside beauty beams within shadows
Dancing starlight kissing ocean reflections twinkle
sparkle glisten teardrops coldly ripple out
Floating on a cloud of breath precious beauty
a mystery that means something special
finest mother of pearl gem coloring rainbow jewel shines forever
Frozen dew quicksilver lining echoes time answers always
cold as ice crystals dazzling diamond stillness pure
Frosted vision clear cutting ivory white one cool snowflake falls
baptism in regal glowing crowning full face splendor enchants a ball
walking along golden strands looking across the sea midnight strikes
Sleepless nights held over and back destiny calls your name
utopia faraway dreaming our love complete
A pearly pristine path leading
me calmly to my final reading.
11~26~2014
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Contest Name: Frozen In Crystalline
Like a frozen soul in silent stillness,
crisp mist returns like forgotten debris.
Carpet of scarlet leaves lay on green grass,
dew drops seem like tears from crying trees.
Lost in thought in a world I’ve created
Gazing at trees in their autumn attire
Tears are falling like the vibrant leaves
In their final grand spiral of fire
I am the sadness of the season
in turn I anticipate the impending chill
Stability fades and my emotions churn
I can’t see beyond this steep hill
Nature's palette has turned my golds to grey,
as broken branches compose songs of sorrow.
Canopy of clouds mean sun casts no shadow,
and each path before me is dark and narrow.
A collaboration between Silent One and Judy Stickels.
15 October 2020
Judy has not written in a while, so I wanted to encourage her to write.
The beauty of poetry is that we can share and together make words stronger.
O hearth of hypnotic language,
my moon in warm alphabets,
if to love you, I must drown,
and to move you, soul must listen,
let the heart trust the luminous
craft of compelling art,
where every stroke summons
liquid petals of ink to scribble
across cosmic walls
of constellations,
as this craving curates the essence
of timeless touch,
whilst jealousy becomes the flame,
burning ~ aching ~ wanting
to breathe poetic palpitations
in the fingertips of your addictive alchemy,
turning graphic graffiti
into a passionate storm
of alienated butterflies,
with abstractions of trembling textures
outlining the truth of temptation…
Yet I sleep with black dahlias
beneath my pillow, embroidered
with erased notes of metaphors,
dreaming of you and I,
catching polaroids of sunrise,
for every frozen blossom,
bathes in scarlet streaks
of awakening light,
as we remain more than just
a rhyme wrapped in dusks of darkness ~
we are the cascading colors
dancing as secrets I still bleed.
I am the crystal quartz,
chaotically calligraphing
charismatic thoughts
around the glass frames of your galaxies,
exhaling vivid visions,
inhaling what could be,
for I am a stargazer
romanticizing lilac thunder,
chasing cloudscapes of sparks,
lost in the afterglow of a dawn ~
draped in the gravity
of neon-silk verses…
rising from out of this cold frozen wasteland—
a blanket white unfolds with pure hope and love
melting snowflakes on such a clear blue ocean
lying on the edge of a world that’s very scared
while inside this mindset unfolds a radiant light
sun shining buttercup of such special rare beauty
in every little thing and precious detail which ever
so sweetly draws me to you my love, my darling
even the sound of your soft voice echoes on
inside with such mellifluous golden whispers
sweetly enhancing the very music you sing
to me which plays magic tricks so enchanting
and hypnotizing my very soul while stealing
my heart away and bringing me under your
spell and the softness of your wonder and love
both so overwhelming and intoxicating so fully
with this our mutual joy and love so deep and
so rare makes our time together seem so endless
my love for you are so special and so right that I
must pinch myself at times to see if all this is real
and so, rising from out of this cold frozen wasteland—
our mutual spirits, souls, and emotions are now ONE
my very special enchantress since fate and love has
put us ONE on the edge of a world that’s very scared
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (December 20, 2014)
(Free Verse poetic format)
My breath becomes visible when I exhale
into the chill of the still, winter air
but, I do not mind the cold.
I hear nothing, but the solemn sound of silence
as I stand in the middle of nowhere, with no one,
looking straight up into a gray sky
and seeing nothing, but a million snowflakes coming toward me.
Tumbling, dancing, drifting, and finding their way to the earth.
No, they are not just frozen raindrops.
Each one is a miniature ice sculpture
intricately carved by the hand of a master artist.
Can it be, within the billions of snowflakes that fall each year,
that no two are ever alike?
While I do not have the answer, I enjoy pondering the question.
I stand perfectly still, as if frozen in time,
as the snow falls down, and sticks onto my hair,
instantly aging me as my golden-brown locks turn white.
Yet, I feel much younger than I am.
I feel like I am inside a snow-globe that has just been shaken.
I can feel them gently landing on my face,
these delicate snowflakes tickle me
as they get caught by my eyelashes.
I just close my eyes and smile.
Two bridges tease a cold solstice sun;
trees masked in ice, join in the fun.
Frozen In Crystalline - Poetry Contest
22 Nov 2014
Only the cold crunching
of the fresh snow bunching,
and the tired leather boots
as I take that first step
Can be heard right here
by no other frozen ear,
for away I rushed off
to find silence instead
And all that is harsh
exists not on this marsh,
where the only prying eyes
belong to birds and deer
The moment I did hesitate
to glide along my skate,
a winter wind whistled
tugging my scarf forward
Been years since I tried
the child in me never died,
and once you learn how
you cannot ever forget
And being scared of a fall
takes the fun from it all,
while on this solemn pond
where all worries flee
Staying sure on these feet
when blade and ice meet,
kept me on my toes as
all went spinning around
Until the colors of sunset
made the trees silhouette,
and brought back to me
a world gone miles away
Leaving not a solitary trace
of my presence at this place,
I untied those tight bindings
and took in a deep breath
A memory etched in my mind
just the figures left behind,
and if the sun erases them
I can always come back....
(January 14th, 2020)
I sit here alone on these jagged sea washed rocks
the seagulls squawk
picking at left over food scraps
left in the sand
smells from the hot dog vendor up on the pier
fill the salty air
the brisk breeze blows softly like your warm breath in my hair
melting moments frozen in time
a time when we walked this very beach
holding hands and holding hearts
a time when we frolicked in the surf
we'd never be apart
soft kisses and long gazes
into your deep loving soul
long talks and soft touches
love beginning to take hold
I close my eyes and remember
remember a time
a time running my hands through
your soft flowing hazel hair
oh how it made my fears disappear
I remember and now I wish
I wish and I hope we can be one again
Come place your hand upon my beating chest
feel my unspoken words
and let our instincts do the rest
My room has changed
Empty walls are now with life
With my own pictures
My memories returning
Moments in colour and ink
Life is frozen, an endless winter night
My heart, deep inside, pumps slower now
My bones are brittle, as the cold encroaches
Locked in a sheath of frigid ice
Frost runs down the window panes
Of my soul, scarring me with a terrible beauty
Snow falls into the empty catacombs
Of my mind, covering up my path
The north wind takes the breath from me
And the chill runs all down my spine
A dark grey sky, no warmth to be found
The whiteness crunches sadly beneath my feet
Embrace the freeze, for there is no escape
From this sharp pain, this clear, bright pain
Feel the bleak and wintry gloom envelop all
Numbing limbs, I am quiet now, glacial and still
A ghost wind blows across the windswept tundra
Of my thoughts, until thinking slows then stops
Now waiting in pale hope for the Sun’s rays to melt
Away this cold, till life is frozen no more