Best Icebound Poems

I hear the winter call my name
in syllables bereft of breeze,
ethereal through silent trees
hypnotic in their leafless maim.

In sheerest blue of morning freeze
the shadows drape from rimy limbs
while through my head a matin swims
that beckons past the boundaries

of culture's polished monotone.
I'd ramble the denuded scape
past...

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Nestled with the glittering elements, 
I ponder the immortality of the senses—
my lucidity twirls,
as pirouetting flakes through
sapphire mist amidst cyanic windstorms, 
drifting like arctic embers, 
towards cerulean twilight skies, 
beyond frost covered pains, 
littered across glacial clouds that linger,
swirling upon an indigo iced cluster of...

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Ursus Maritimus ...

I entered your world in quietude, slipping through the granular, soft.
          Long slats to feet parting the frozen. Cold of a previously unknown
     Extreme, nipping, sharp, the epidermis with ardor....

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Lament

Brooding days,
     Vanquished in the unconnected gloom,
            Shower frost,
Standing watch at dawn to pierce the morning
With an artic tempest,
Swirling ‘cross a land lost in forgetfulness:
     ...

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Bleak
Gray day,
Biting breeze
Offers portent
And tumbles autumn’s harvest of sere leaves
To winter’s foreboding, icebound doorstep:
Stacked, stands cordwood,
Shovels wait,
First snow
Looms....

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Icebound winters stay freezing cold.
Caress the heart and free the soul.
Icons of winter amazement,
Chilling since mankind lived, ancient.
Luscious lights, a lovely dreamland.
Endless wonder sparkling, grand,
Sometimes requires help from man.
 
Sunshiny Florida can get cold. 
Picturesque ice must be cajoled.      ...

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The Heart of Spring

Spring's heart slips through small winter cracks
Breaks through brumaled icy attacks
Coaxes snow and ice - melt away
Ignores icebound pleas to stay
Hoary whispers silenced - turned back.

Spring dances through towering clouds
Selecting raindrops for a rainstorm crowd
Rejoices in lingering days
Giggles as the rainbow strays
When...

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Muscles bulging, sinews stretched, I know this ship inside out.
Every rivet I have pounded is to help me to get out.
This ship is new and will take me, to a life I am desperate for
I hope we sail before the police come knocking at my...

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Abundance bone chilling, defrosting everything, fells great herbaceousness, icebound January kills lawns made nearly opaque, quelling riotous snow. Toppling under volatile winds xylocopa yearns zealously


By Mandy Tams...

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It was a very balmy midsummer night
shadows danced with me under starlight
I heard a nightingale cry out for its mate
in that moment joy fled. I became sedate

My mind swirled with thoughts concealed
with something I no longer wanted revealed
I heard a whispering voice from my past
a...

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Two true taboo nocturnal friends
Bedeviling the vernal places;
Un-men unto un-town's undead ends,
Under wrinks in mansworld's faces;

Take care me boys, wear Wolfrat clothes - 
Make sure you're tooled - tooths fully bloodied?
Put yer foot in ther gutter that 'Overworld' loathes,
Splosh mirror truths Ministers muddied.

Rah, in the...

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I am flung against the drab ashen phonon sky, weighted with ghostly iron clad jaws of bitter winter's grip, biting the feather-flared Doves gravid with fatigue from the ill-laden onerous air.  The rough-coated dog with ice-tipped ears had surrendered to the corridor of gutters...

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I’m that lost gem buried deep in the dirt
Spiritually condemned but my soul wasn’t hurt
I’m that underground king that ain’t been crowned
Frozen in time for a crime-icebound!

I’m that melody you play on your guitar
Universal poetry following that Falling star
I’m the imagination seen through my mind’s...

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WICKED AFLOAT


                     He asails the Irish dawn-- avidly tore a hole in yellows
     She in dreams --awaits his eyes blue-cast amidst...

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FLUNG
against the drab ashen phonon sky
WEIGHTED
with the ghostly iron clad jaws
of bitter winter's grip
BITING
the feather-flared Doves
gravid with
FATIGUE
in the ill-laden onerous air

The rough coated dog
with ice-tipped ears
COLLAPSED
in a ravine of surrender
to the corridor of street gutters
SEEKING
shelter from the toilsome icy cold, he
WALLOWS
as a fugitive of neglect
of...

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