Best Ice Poems

Part I: Ice

He shines like silver midnight moon -
cool marble statue, this tycoon.
And though he makes the ladies swoon,
of ice he’s hewn; of ice he’s hewn.

He’s poker-faced and can deceive
competitors and can achieve
most anything, but can’t conceive
of Genevieve, of Genevieve.

Like Neptune, distant from the sun...

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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
   - laughing while she begs for clemency!
In her eyes, fault is found in every sunset
   - after coming down...

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''Like Ice Cream''

Having ice cream with you, 
Brightens the entire portrait in my youth.
Like catnip for a cat 
-- the     Reese's    fun never stops!
Like monkeys in a zoo, above a tasty sherbet treetop.

Ice Cream with you!
How sweet, ...

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I always wanted two slices of ice cube pie
“You only get one”, was the standard reply.
I don’t know why I did
But since I was a kid
It was my favorite treat on the Fourth of July.

The pastry is known by all our relations
Since the recipe’s passed...

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The woods are a crystal cathedral,
   trees sculpted of glass.
Brittle branches clink
   when the wind whispers -
glistening, deadly beauty
   frozen in time.

January 16, 2017...

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My skin petrified, mummifying my hand
upon pools of brittle ice
like curdled blood piercing veins: I watch
the moon bathing its flesh,
 
in crystal yellow, waxing a sheen...
my pores dilate as cubes slowly melt
when this fired orb heals from above

till its velvet breath climbs into my head,...

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I dream a pure winter wonderland dream,
where I wear a shimmering wedding dress;
and I am enclosed with glimmer and gleam.
I remember that day-  when I said yes,
and my ruby cold lips you did caress;
your love, my heart you will ever possess.

Yet, in my dream...

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As droplets freeze half-breathed
     From the mouth of Winter
          Howling winds, foreboding
               Bring gloom to pale landscape
 ...

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The first frost morning
A dormant barren landscape
Season of the blue gray light
This endless winter
cold and proud


Crystal air in harmony of sublime beauty
Beads of ice shimmer
A flower in passionate sorrow
glossy of winter's breath
In November













13.11.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Poem Of The Day;...

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After the flurry
My soul delights
Soft curves before me
Ice cream dreams
Shadows dancing and stretching
Defining infinite frozen sculptures 

Ice diamonds 
floating through the air
Glistening
Riding the shafts of pale sunlight
Landing on my nose
Blanketing my eyelashes
I capture them on my tongue
A frosty treat

A shiver up my spine 
I wiggle...

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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...

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Fifty-two words in Inuktitut 
A full deck plus a Joker
That's me

As a bike courier 
Each day's weather
Was a new game to play
Winter storms a sport of kings
For traffic riders
Crowned insane

Beneath a frosted balaclava 
A fervent grin with
Road salted teeth
Grinding
Under tread
Fifty-two words for snow and ice

I...

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Winter's whimsical nature comes with
     fickle freeze, cold pervading every fibre
How I remember you, red hot
     against the white snow
Smoking volcano
     against permafrost desolation
How your aura lingers in my brain
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He grew within a frigid place
No one thought those legs would ever part
A Dark Prince thawed her frozen heart

A member long and stiff like ice
Penetrates
Cuts through the cold
His seed 
His power
They both take hold
Invade
Satiate
Invigorate
Skin white as snow
begins to glow
A subtle blush
She feels the rush
Heated up
Ever...

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when winter woke and dealt its hand
it froze the heart of cumberland
as icy air dispersed in spades
to twist and cut like razor blades.

small pools of water turned to glass
to shine like diamonds in the grass
while freezing sprays from waterfalls
formed icicles on wet stone walls.

when nature's...

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