Best Ice Crystal Poems
I wanna walk up a mountain
swim in the wide blue sea,
walk across life’s busy highway
just to taste of that which is me.
I wanna drive on tracks of steel
pilot an aeroplane,
sledge on slopes of ice crystal snow
be a fireman of a steam train.
Lord please grant me mobility
attach my legs an arm,
I am a freak of chemistry
a product of a human-farm.
There was so much morning sickness
the tablet in array,
yet society lives a lie
chained in subjective disarray.
I wanna travel to the moon
trial zero gravity,
go where there is no resistance
fill the void my life’s cavity.
I wanna have a chance to live
the human way a wife,
to love and cherish have children
normality without the strife.
I wanna sing a hopeful song
forget there’s so much worse,
tell don’t take all things for granted
nor heed that of the siren’s curse.
I wanna earn an emotion
feel the way you all do,
build a bridge to understanding
and give you all my point of view.
© Harry J Horsman 2018
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Gently, they swirled about in Winter's frigid wind
No two were identical, none were ever twinned
Each ice crystal, a pristine beauty transcending
Tumbling from clouded gray skies, softly descending
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I frolicked among them, as amused as a child
Infused with wonderment and totally beguiled
Tree limbs brocaded, deeply embellished with snow
So beautifully they glistened with lucent glow
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How quickly it gathered on rooftops and hedges
Wafting, free-spirited, collecting on ledges
Down, they continued twirling in a tranquil scene
Etched in memory as idyllic and serene
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I was enamored and enthralled as it drifted
Toward heaven, my eyes were gratefully lifted
As each flake so elegantly fell to the ground
Creating a dreamscape without making a sound
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Like dainty birds, they fluttered in such a hurry
a flock of crystal snowflakes, in Winter's flurry
My world was blanketed by a quilt of pure white
Tonight it would sparkle brilliantly in starlight!
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December 10, 2020
Winter Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
I am called by many names
Surely you have heard my claim to fame
Crank, ice, crystal and meth
But you can just call me death
For I will destroy you one by one
Moms, dads, daughters, and sons
I will suck the very soul from your being
But still you stay without fleeing
The arrogance of man astounds me
For he thinks he can control thee
I am the one with the power
To tear down your ivory tower
No more joy will you know
Only downhill is where you’ll go
Your face will change to an ugly mess
No one will know you this I confess
I am not your friend nor do I care
But like a fool you are unaware
You beg me to take you on a ride
While I rot your very insides
Crank, Ice, crystal and meth
But you can just call me death!
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"It happens just because we need to want, and to be wanted too, when love is here or gone to lie down in the darkness and... listen to the warm.” -Rod McKuen
Look deep into my Springtime
and listen to the warm
Leave all traces of winter behind
Listen closely...and you'll hear
the drip drops fall from that ice crystal fortress
that surrounds your heart. I understand why it's there
But now that it's melting away, it's easier to be able to
Listen to the warm...
The drips from your heart's fortress have formed a babbling brook
With bated breath you board the boat with me
Soon the topaz water's gurgling sound is in sync with your breathing
And you relax
Our destination?
A cozy little cottage, in the middle of no where, but home to us
Beneath our feet the lush green grass is speckled with wild flowers
You pick a magenta one, and place it in my hair
Like a couple of kids on a play date, we clasp hands
and scurry across the field, our laughter echoing along with our steps
We see that the door is ajar, a fluffy turquoise rug beckons us
Snuggling upon it, I find the rug is even softer than it looks, as is your skin
Soon the thunderous din of your heartbeat is in sync with mine
Quite a rhythm section amid hushed whispers and the babbling brook outside our window
It becomes our lullaby, as we dream within this dream, we continue to
Listen to the warm...
Allowing the warmth to embrace us, our hearts say, that everything will be okay...
4/17/16
Sultry crowns a lunar face beam connected
fishing in the great lakes crimson shades a shadow
Rising inside echoes see through ice crystal breaking
the temple of an ocean lament treasure sings out sweet sorrow
Cries out seagulls within the silence peaking wave held moment
gasping silence breaks on the seventh crest looking breathless
Whitewashed carpet unfolding before your feet special joy breaks
a shadow kisses the soul of every step taken sweetly blessed
Jewels finding paradise salt of the seabed rises cultured churns
Upon the white surf princess your eyes sparkles unique diamond cut
Though space and time growing into a dream fairy tale magic
faraway glass slipper bride peridot signature colour on the moon
Green corn swaying to whispers upon a breeze drops beneath you
Breaths held in the wind curling around warmly sighs silently gasps
Dancing rose upon the thorns petals blush pink waves enchants
sunlight glistens as dewdrops fall adoring feelings rainbow
Sharing with you the one who holds twilight ever after
faraway united forever and always embracing your grace
Ice crystal contrails cerulean skies crisscross,
Grazing the wispy clouds of cottony linens
Like smooth white, waxy strings of dental floss
Strung out high above these heavenly denizens.
Grazing the wispy clouds of cottony linens
Are they playing war games above the peace?
Strung out high above these heavenly denizens
Are they from earthly tensions finding release?
Are they playing war games above the peace?
These high-flying aerial jockeys of daring feat
Are they from earthly tensions finding release?
They soar through the heavens without defeat.
These high-flying aerial jockeys of daring feat
Top guns rehearsing for battles they must abhor,
They soar through the heavens without defeat
Ever testing, faster, never enough, always more.
Top guns rehearsing for battles they must abhor
Keenly aware of the vital defense roles they play
Ever testing, faster, never enough, always more
Their high-flying antics are de rigueur for the day.
Keenly aware of the vital defense roles they play
Like smooth white, waxy strings of dental floss
Their high-flying antics are de rigueur for the day,
Ice crystal contrails cerulean skies crisscross.
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Submitted to "Pantoum - Old or New" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written May 29, 2022
Submitted to "Flight Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
#12 on BEST NEW POEMS LIST
June 10, 2022
Submitted to "Marathon Contest Mile 3"
Sponsored by Mark Toney
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Winter swirls upon ice crystal skies,
snowflake pirouettes tickle your lashes
as we walk hand in hand, rosy red cheeks
frame a perfect smile, your eyes twinkle
and my heart melts
Footprints decorate this path we stroll
through sculpted drifts of chilled bliss
and scattered birdseed mosaics
neath evergreen branches trimmed in white,
in a world that glistens
Shivered wishes and soft alabaster dreams
gather like snow geese
frolicking, foraging for food
as I lean in to kiss you
and your lips taste sweet
Quiet whispers float across a frozen lake
as we sit upon a wooden bench
holding each other tightly,
not for warmth, but for love,
which we share on this cold December day. . .
in the snow
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The
cold
frost rose
Surprising,
grows on fresh sea ice
eye-catching ice-crystal structures
Imagine picking frost flowers in the Polar night
an adventurous place where it is possible to meet the white bear King Valemon
You breaketh my soul
where am I to find it now that you've taken control
neglecting the tide
my fountain of youth placed there by your side
Never shun the forgotten sinner that by shame ever to stay in remembrance
strained to be as Temperance
flawless by standards of mind playing amateurs in times glance
my savoring heart will not bludgeon yours if you offer it your stance
Procure me to the parade
hover moonlight shade
blue turns to jade
stay with the lovers heir to which we have made
peer into the ocean of silver ice crystal streams
seeing our fate in my dreams
Call of minds refuge
upon weary lands of ode
memories kept under deluge
to decipher the code
Forgiven are ye who walk upon the stony grave of deserts loom
swept ashes by grace unbound naked as a cleansed fume
Friendship cotton soft internal beauty
the heart holds not looking blindly
but should she find me adoring angel
wings embracing dream of dreams shine
Living at the bottom of a mountain
in the hill moss among'st nature
to watch and accept what life brings spellbound
each day brings new treasures delight
Dew into the deepest fountain springs forth
one soul breathless frozen moment
diamond pure ice crystal clear stunning
a picture of you held captive
Within the mind entering palace suite
doors open the still of night beams
pearl smiles on our dancing silver shadows
together tango we let scream
Into darkness shining where the goose lays
a golden egg filled with riches
sparkling liquid honey melting deep pure
embraced warmly feelings crown you
Snowflake
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You came over night,
Unexpectedly with a cold rain,
A tiny droplet of pure water.
And under a harsh coldness,
The fabric sheet of Earth transformed you.
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In front of me, you stayed white and ice crystal, displaying delicate six-fold symmetry.
Reflected and shined your own light.
Mesmerized me with the beauty of your own uniqueness.
But only if you stayed undisturbed,
A perfect Snowflake you would be.
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How fragile you were under a little raise of heat,
How brittle you were under a gentle move of breeze,
Melted and disappeared...
Left me with a Surprise on how my single breath had destroyed you.
Left me with a Regret of having touched you...
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You went back to your own state.
A water droplet,
Resistant to change,
Refused to move to a warmer place.
Hiding in a rock of high mountain.
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Soon,
To become a new Flake of Snow in the next winter...
Pure white laying, reflecting, and inviting…
Waiting,
To break someone’s heart with your Alluring Uniqueness...
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Xuan Le
Lake Tahoe
Nov 18th, 2017
"Idling"
Cool cold froth
slides across their pages
they whirl their congratulatory comments
like pucks across ice crystal cut sharp and precise
waiting for return compliments
basting their words with oily accomplishment
slick and to strict recipe
baking like fat turkeys
with temperatures
mild and appetites easily
assuaged
How does a person come to this?
They think of words and throw them
to the wolves like sticks
for return
Wolves will take their words
strip all bones ragged of stories
bury them
and then silently,
without a backward glance
never return
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
“Their pooled emotions wouldn’t fill a teaspoon.”
“They sicken of the calm who know the storm.”
“That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone:
Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.”
Dot Parker
"What Fresh Hell is This?"
"xanny"/Billie Eilish
https://youtu.be/OYyyce8K_c0
"Purgatory is a Poem"/ LadyLabyrinth
Winter
Winter, devastation after the fall,
Imposition of Arctic Law
Naked landscapes, souls bared,
Trembling in terrored torture
Enshackled in ice crystal chains.
Remorseless warmth awaiting rescue.
9/29/2014
For Charlotte Puddifoot
Seasonal Acrostic Poetry Contest
Heavens rays shine down
Capturing blue, icy waves
On ice crystal stones.
Ice crystal flowers
sparkling on branches of tree
illumed by street lights