Best Gelid Poems

Frost crisped, the lawn remained
beneath the frozen dew.
Water dripped to ice as gutters drained.
The cardinal bids the day adieu;
the winter storm has left a gelid...

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This February will not usher spring,
wisteria like grapes hung on their roods;
more pewter shadows does the season bring.
Now I've misplaced all the beatitudes

to lambent grasses...

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When gusty winds blow, riling my troubled dawn in gelid woes
Squall of my throes dissipates in scented whiffs of budding rose.

As brazen fog shrouds mind,...

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The blood and lapis daylight sets
in ether. How the mind resets
brutality of winter chill
with February's codicil;
what gossamer a dream begets.

I hear the crickets in the...

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Melting your frozen heart.


Why do you refuse to feel my love?

Why has your heart grown cold?

It´s so cold it is frozen solid, 

beating ever so...

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Bright yellow badges proclaimed their faith
Paraded like nameless cattle
Counted and cooped as poultry
Numb and gelid they lay
Only thing alive
Was A desire
For a smooth
Kiss of
Death

Written On:04/24/2017
Contest:'Form...

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The sky screams, 
air is thick. 
Seconds like days, 
years 'tween each tick. 

Tit for tat the raptors dance. 
Each step wounds, talons like bayonets.
Earth...

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Urges ushered Est’bel out of her abode –
a cottage cobbled together from cobwebs and clapboard – 
and she scuttled forth,
her nesty hair tousled
by a leaf-laced...

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Lost amid dusk and dawn 
Searching me
Sanity splintered by soft eyelashes
Gelid lips whisper out
My name in bane beauty 
Devin…

Ingesting upon this void of fear
That devours...

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Acrid smoke in the scientist’s bell jar
Blankets of chenille-covered snow
Crystalline carbon diamond star
Drips forming stalactites grow
Effervescent waterfalls’ dreams
Frothy-topped cappuccinos 
Gelid surfaces of lakes and streams
Halos...

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When I recall the tenebrous, gruesome shadows
Shrouding our lives conjuring deaths and sorrows,
In my vantage-point, I envision a massive bridge
Standing there resolutely over turbulent waters
Beckoning...

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Ice on my igloo
  roads frosted over
Cursed, cutting cadaverous cold 
  deathly chill from Calais to Dover

Thought it was nippy
  but my...

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It was on our honeymoon.
We strolled along the seashore
Towards the lonely lighthouse
Our souls bonding our love,
Renewing our marriage vows,
As hand in hand we trudged...

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View
atop
a mountain –
ageless, timeless –
seductive mistress with frigid fingers 
crisp, cool, caressing, chilling, corrupting.
Winter’s beauty,
stealing each
gelid
breath.


12/31/2020
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The grandstand is gelid by a sharp wintry breeze
Carried off from the field are the last of dead leaves
The shrill of the whistle, muffled calls...

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 Continued from Part 2 

5. MIDNIGHT DREAMS 
At night the soldiers sometimes dream
of many things which make them scream,
like
     ...

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Still hallowed is the well, and so they pray,
offer: prayer cards, candles, and bitty photos
of children to come and those now unmade,
each woman rife with...

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To a Daughter More Precious than Gems
by Otomo no Sakanoue no Iratsume
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Heaven's cold dew has fallen—
and thus another season arrives.
Oh,...

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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...

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As Autumn’s breeze caresses the forest
there is a mellow sadness to her movement,
for fallen leaves beneath my feet 
crumble to flakes of brown, the tears...

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In the darkest hour,
Of the coldest night
When the Heavens deign
To open wide

And e’en Angels
Take startled flight
From eerie sounds
And silvered light

The Cosmos converses 
In Cosmic verses...

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It must have been a gelid night in January
when an Ice Age warrior appeared in a very frightening dream;
his strong voice so distraught startled me...
I...

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I thought about my older brother when I wrote this


One morning I woke up
and my bed was now a king size,
No more chow lines
and my...

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I keep my left foot in the war zone
I keep my right foot in the jungle,
While I scramble for my cheerios[ 0's }
I do it...

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Considering the bitter cold of this wintry Sunday,   
even those roses will freeze in less than two hours;
I'll do away with flowers, not...

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