Best Icicles Poems

"Black Ice"

Sorrow flows from the first sunrise 
Eyes deeper than winter and rainfall
A painful combination never felt before 
At core death awaits
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Here, I scribble a letter 
to the rhapsodical rose, 
dipping my quill in 
stardust that slips 
like a violet waterfall 
from the tips of 
white...

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Coffee bean scent still fills the air

with each new sunrise in our log cabin

My arms around me embrace the winds of winters gone.

Every sky-night the...

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That godless sound
His head explodes at 6:01am
Same as every day
He falls out of bed
Steps on the cat
Slides into his slippers
Shuffles to the kitchen
Puts the coffee...

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Biting winds and swirling flakes of snow had finally abated

We surveyed the deep drifts, which lay on the fields
The silvery moon peeped through the clouds...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the...

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I pass the graveyard deep in snow.
One woman at a headstone weeps
all dressed in black like winter crows

as memories in warmth she keeps.
While icicles from...

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Nightbound Winter Reverie
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Coffee bean scent still fills the air

with each new sunrise in our log cabin

My arms around me embrace the winds of winters gone

Every sky-night the...

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With Eternal Sent Bliss Two Hearts Reborn - a collaboration with Susan Ashley


Under the midnight moon, romance waited
its true heart and beauty, with love baited
for...

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Everything Froze


a giant crystal wind chime spread its tone
teeth of icicles consumed a home
misted rain encased fence posts and rail
power lines succumb to winter’s weight...

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Glazed, deep snow, virgin crunched under my aimless walk
as I idle rambled onward through a vacant, bare-treed park.
Sun was so high that its brightness flashed...

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Winter has stolen the night,  
          A world I have always known, 
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When the 
glacial sun slips 
in softened womb 
of the scarlet 
spheres at dusk, 
yearning for 
hibernal rebirth 
as a lustrous 
morning star, 
it radiates...

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White Devil

Call it what you want!
I call it, his favorite season hunt...
Two hoofs imprinted near the riverfront.
Echoes calling my soul with a loud, ferocious grunt.

I...

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