Best Icicle Poems

In riming realms 
of crystal contemplations -
frozen water-vapor meditations
and chilled flutes 
filled with zodiacal-light musings 
of ancient cosmic dust 
dancing in the arms of Sol..

windswept...

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A visitor—
icicle fingers
tapping on my windows' pain—
white blanket in tow

Hurting enough, I paid him no mind
so he kept tap, tap, tapping
‘til cobweb-like cracks appeared:
a final,...

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and I'm cold so cold  icebergs loom through dark  lethal as fins of sharks  fins or frost flowers or firework flares ...

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'Twas the night before Christmas
when I and my groom
finally found a motel 
but with just one room.

My groom was in the bathroom -
leaving me alone-
so...

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My distant spirit is dying, 
disheartened, disintegrating and self deprecating.
Defenceless, as hope disappears,
emotionally shipwrecked in deep waters,
yet to be discovered. 

In the sadness of sentimental...

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My muse is a poetic
flower garden,
blooming lilacs in 
barren meadows,
but I still remember 
how I heeded
haunting heartbeats
in paradise,
whilst praying 
for your lustrous light,
to descend onto...

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As I wake up to the dawn of another day
I wrestle with myself and ask why bother
Just another day, without any warmth
There is a chill...

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Autumn will forever be the season of death to me,
but like time, I do not remain cemented in the past.
Memories of ghosts will always lead me...

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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...

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I am winter 
 
I can hear the birds singing,
calling for the sun to rise
from dark branches scraping an alabaster sky
Full of life they sound,
perched...

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Torn and Tattered Wings

It’s not easy to have seen
All the darkness inside you
Places I have been
Sorrow and degrading
Thrusting their blades epithetize 
Hard into your heart

I...

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The bitter icicle wind pierces the words "I love you"
               ...

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Will you love me this evening
midst twilight’s returning
as snow flurries play
on the edge of the night

Neath evergreens swaying
in cold winter breezes
where soft woolen mittens
make everything...

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Do you miss it?

What?
Words 
once whispered
into starry nights?
The fading wisps
of color once painted
on a 5am sky?
A cool breeze
blowing away the remains
of summer?

Or hands
lingering in each...

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An icicle smashed on the ground
Pieces scattered everywhere
I stopped in cold air, just to stare
At the pattern that I had found

A picture of my broken...

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