Best Icebreaker Poems
an Icebreaker speech
standing at the podium
welcome Toastmasters
Categories:
icebreaker, courage,
Form:
Haiku
Like a piece of a puzzle and the twist of fate
seemingly deceptive charm sets flames in her heart
gazed glory she could not resist
sweet, amber feeling of something missing
it is hidden, enchanted from the world of true devotion.
She looked around, seen the world of darkness and defeat
no body to console, no one to hold,
only emptiness on this lonely road
she traveled the distance to the moon and back
just to find that something missing inside her heart.
She wished she could chew
the bitter taste of betrayal
of the one who said he’ll be there
but deserted the heart that loves
and embraces the soul that hates
Lovely face of an angel lighted up her way
to find that something she had lost
in this world of solitary and dismay
she has nothing to boast.
Plain of hardships in the valley of untruthfulness
the generosity of a love blossoms
contemplate the genuine kindness of the spirit that cares
to dare the sorrows and grieves
She wondered what is missing.
She wondered why emptiness lingered inside of her
invading her inner point
with fumes of delusions and false hopes
cutting happiness to depart from her veins, and so she bled.
What life has to offer;
for the one who laugh
while tears rolling down her cheeks?
A bundle of unchained affection of her defenseless being
covers enormous part of her lonely heart
Making it vulnerable even to a streaming sun light
pulled on by a carriage of fears
from the past of undefined illusions.
perfectly molded by the rivers of valiant confessions,
the predicament of her life time.
Mirror of a dark past flowed like a stream
towards the sea of unforgettable heartaches
she swayed her way
like a log floating on the elusive truth
in the myth of the present reality.
And what is this emptiness she’s feeling?
The longing of a warm touch of an icebreaker;
or a quite whisper of a stranger?
In the heart of a lone fighter,
something is missing.
Categories:
icebreaker, emotions,
Form:
ABC
northpole surfaces
the thickest layer of ice
icebreaker .. mortal
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friends is like family misunderstand and face the rage inside of me with the power of a
icebreaker trynna find a way though the thickest layers of ice of the northpole .. ya dig ...
Categories:
icebreaker,
Form:
Haiku
Three Sides Of Clown's Cheese
Pass me three sides of cheese
So I can dessert on your sad story,
my dear.
With my baker's ear
I'll listen to what
you have in the oven.
Great, I hope my hearings good.
I'll then ski jump off your nose,
You know how I love your nose
My dear,
And crash land on your lap.
Wee!
This will be so much fun
To think of all the cows
At play,
With the grasses in the meadow
bristling once again
And to see the dough rising
in sweetness.
Thank you man in the moon
For lending me a shoe shine
And a organ to play.
Was that a wry smile I see?
Do you think I need
A shoehorn
As I fall below
Her chastity belt?
Wee!
Did I just say that?
Incredulous.
I did.
Why?
Because I'm a clown
... hi remember me?
Two feet, two arms
And a smile.
Hi.
All re-introductions aside
Can I tickle
Your funny bone.
Why?
It's there, isn't it?
Isn't laughter medicine?
This wouldn't be a good
jawbreaker ...
I mean icebreaker?
Are we not compatible?
Funny bunnies,
That love to hop?
Of course
That is if I can reach it
And get on your good side.
Oh when the saints come marching in ...
Wee!
Oh, oh.
Man in the moon's
a nodding.
This doesn't look good.
It isn't.
Take the Ferris wheel down
Stop.
The spin, spin, spin
Olive branch spiel,
The extra cheese
Toppings
... she's not getting on
A clown's life.
connie pachecho
8/8/17
Inspired by the reading the entries to the clown contest.
Categories:
icebreaker, funny love, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
PSYCHOLOGICAL ENZYME
Have a day move
I need someone
An icebreaker
A breakaway
An inspiration
A morning delight
To a right start.
Foremost, a prayer for His guidance
A Christian living style
After this spiritual igniter
A second thought is a love one
I cannot miss at all
This very thought and feeling of the heart
This someone is YOU I’m talking about.
Without this someone
As if I cannot sustain a day longer
In all my activities YOU is one that bridge
My day from zero figure
To complete fullness
I need a virtual psychological enzyme
The greatest enhancer
To be abreast in this troubled times.
Categories:
icebreaker, friendship, love, day, prayer,
Form:
Free verse
FROZEN HEART
An icebreaker in
The arctic,
My love for you has become,
Skirting large ice caps of
Indifference
That surrounds your desolate
Heart!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
25 MAY 2013
Categories:
icebreaker, dedication, love,
Form:
Epigram
Polar cubs braced upon their mother bear
Like little children
Seeking your hugging wings.
Frozen branches
Wore emerald and crystals
As sparkling as fair jewelry of your inner grace.
Your silver sympathy dressed a sky of cotton clouds
Playing flutes of icy wind and snowflake
Under plentitudes of penguins, which crossed snow
That sweetly swelled like your fruits.
Then some glacier parted into two,
By the wide warmth of your queen exploration
Releasing timid ice around men's hearts.
And from cold waters
Awoke a large furry wolf
That soon stalked your innocent soul
Who shook the sheet, of sleet,
With your harmonious heat.
But your harmless hands petted his great head
Until it found its home upon your guiltless lap.
Categories:
icebreaker, love,
Form:
Free verse
From across this frozen wasteland
I spot a solitary amber light on shore
I wonder if they are looking at me
Or wondering what im out here for
But i think that they might be busy
Grabbing gifts from neath the tree
And having second helpings of stuffing
To be thinking at all of me
It makes me ponder my life's choices
That have lead me to this night
Frozen in this metal hull
With not a soul in sight
I sit and take the midnight watch
So the ship is safe and sound
But i keep staring at the amber light
Wishing i had both feet on the ground
The sunrise breaks on purple horizon
The amber light fades in mornings mist
The dark clouds slowly roll away
To recieve blue skies morning kiss
An icebreaker on the horizon
Is slowly making way
And all on board are cheering
Though we all missed christmas day
Categories:
icebreaker, absence, boat,
Form:
Rhyme
After the marriage
It started real slow
Collecting so much
I didn’t even know
I have always lived
A very organized life
So I thought I could
Live as a hoarder’s wife
Since my top quality
Is good organization
It shouldn’t be difficult
To organize the situation
Well I was sure fooled
Until I became trapped
With clutter all around
Covering every little gap
The man I was with
I didn’t actually know
Had been a hoarder
From childhood years ago
I’m from another background
A loving family - lots of kin
With many years on my own
Raising all of my children
It felt like quicksand
As I began to slowly seep
I tried to climb out
Before I sunk too deep
I discovered a hoarder
Holds other issues too
More than I could handle
Or even really cared to
I think one icebreaker
Might probably be
When the hoarding extended
To him hoarding me
There was no room for visitors
Nor family or friends
But the icing on the cake
Was not seeing my grandchildren
I had to make an escape
And I tried to be nice and kind
I’d prefer to be distant friends
To free my heart and mind
I prayed every moment
For strength to pull through
Leaving it in God’s hands
Is what I always do
My family and friends
Were always there for me
Standing by my decision
And ensuring my certainty
As I started to climb out
Of this bad situation
Holding my head above
A possible suffocation
God sent a ray of sunshine
With a warm gentle touch
One felt a few times before
And always did so much
Releasing my inner joy
With a drop of golden sun
Is such a wonderful gift
For the new journey I’ve begun
Florence McMillian (Flo)
Categories:
icebreaker, lifefamily, family,
Form:
Narrative
Felling like I'm trapped in the corner
Always looking over my shoulder
There had to be an informer
There was no icebreaker
Thanks to that skip tracer
The shadows are getting darker
And the nights are getting longer
A gorgeous reporter and her damn recorder
Now I'm racing for the border in this horror
I have to sleep just pray I'm not a snorer
Or I might not wake to see the undertaker
Either way I will end up with my maker
A risk taker in GODS acre
Staying clear of Hells half acre
All this cause they thought I was the money taker
Now I'm the Quaker trapped in the corner
3/20/2017
Categories:
icebreaker, anxiety, business, conflict, imagination,
Form:
Monorhyme
#Icicle Castles and the Residents inside:
Meet the PADLOCKS, RESIDENTS and the POTENTIALS...
They are locked inside, as time goes by, and all they had to do, was make a BREAKTHROUGH...However, NO ONE WANTED TO BE THE "ICEBREAKER"
Except the Sun MELTED the Castle!
A current Hassle for the Padlocks, (Participants) and Potentials???
Let's Hope They Find New Land...
With The Exclusion Of SAND.
©Renee D. Gross 3/28/2018#
Categories:
icebreaker, change, confidence, meaningful, metaphor,
Form:
Rhyme
JANUARY SUNRISE
Over frozen Neva, the slowly flowing *
Sun came up, big, oval and orange - glowing
Off the ice-bound water bright, showing
How, after the dark days of December’s night -
That warmless, brightless hopeless sight -
We could feel alive and thankful in the sunlight.
An icebreaker shoved its way briskly through
The moveless channel, enveloping itself in a hue
Of misty water and ice fragments blue.
Then the river fell rigid and still again
As we wished and sought the sun’s domain
On our chilled cheeks; but we gazed in vain
Over the frozen Neva - as Franklin in distress *
Must have peered endless
Through the frigid night of Boothia’s wilderness.
With the channel shimmering, misty rainbows
Purified the air. We took the offered dose
And thankful filled our lungs as the sun arose.
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*The River Neva is the main waterway in St. Petersburg, Russia
*Lord Franklin died in 1845 exploring the Northwest
Passage near the Boothia Peninsula, Canada
Categories:
icebreaker, nature, night, water, night,
Form:
Verse
Icebreaker
Stomach in a knott
Got the jitters
Got the runs
Anxiety on its high.
Made a choice to recite
Poetry of the night
Heart pounding
Knees shacking
Eyes bulging
Crowd waiting.
MOTHER
This decision isn't right
Crowd staring
Words choking
Got stage fright.
Having doubts
Looking scared
Holding onto the mic
MOTHER
I need to take a quick flight
Got to get out of sight.
Categories:
icebreaker, adventure, anxiety, art, blessing,
Form:
Free verse
You know you can never trust another man
But go ahead if you think it's worth it
And a Lady's heart is like a sacred object
These days you might have to dig up a grave just to find one
It's okay girl, I use sarcasm for the icebreaker
You are such an awesome and nice Lady
And since I punctured the surface
Let me Go ahead and open the path to your emotions
And as far as this decade, As far as the best go
I'm not even sorry
It's your heart, and thats why i rise above the competition
Now you speak, and the melody of your voice it calms me down too
You say " You know I am so glad I found you"
Oh my God! ain't she just the sweetest lady
I know it's a time for silence
So that means she must have something more to say to me
she says can i ask you a question?
I'm like hmm! I wonder what she wants me to ask her
Because she's still thinking of what to ask me
Now she says What is your favorite thing to do for me
You know my favorite thing to do for you is to write you poetry
And why ain't i got none
Well on poetry soup i got a book there
I mean look there,I got Timothy Jacks, Polished Chrome, and the Dropman
Categories:
icebreaker, caregiving, me, me,
Form:
Free verse
... stalactites hung like dystopian snot from a statue
her brain was frozen and formed ice in her mind
a lacuna without inlet or outlet arrested in time
mind’s skates tied up in bundles of snowflakes
gloves off for defeat with all speed set in arrest
not even her black woollen hat showed any signs
of thawing heart-warming emotions for comfort
empty speech bubbles covered her scraped tongue
where a mouth-watering waterfall should pursue
a pick axe with nothing left to dissect or construct
dangled from a callous corpus callosum in pain
unable to connect right left wrong or left to correct
this was not what searching tranquillity had promised
in contrast transcendence wept at chilly flood gates
a voice that had so much to part with in a landscape
of permanent layers of verglas onto vaporous rime
she wished for some slime or yuck glopping goo
but permafrost refused a glimpse of impermanence
a fool thought it funny to stick a carrot in her nostril
helpless she could not leave the vegetative state of affairs
clung to a string of crystal beads at pearly gates of no return
this is a lie I am Pinocchio at the threshold of truth
a metaphor unable to break the spell of apocalypse
unfulfilled amphora and vessel that can’t even leak
incontinence at the pointless orifice of evacuation
without one drop of hope for cataracts to dissolve
a lonely icebreaker with nothing left to crack open
where a firm skull should harbour my residual flow
when a polar bear embraced her unbalanced spectre
shared his white furry coat under a mantle of darkness
shales of introjection floated away from the solar eclipse
which had sheltered her from a charcoaled manic cauldron
touching middle grounds in between scorching euphoria
and lifeless apathy just long enough to remember that she had
not taken her medication and the self-help manual was useless
sometimes catharsis has to wait for one small lucid moment
when a beak meets a beaker and cascades start from a dribble
Categories:
icebreaker, depression,
Form:
Free verse