Blizzard Poems | Examples

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Premium Member God’s Business in Blizzard Conditions

Sending street people home. It’s too cold.
God can clear streets faster than you can say, “boo.”
Fresh, crisp air - the cleanse of triggered scent.
The lift of higher and higher white suds of flakes.
Go home! Catch your breath. Put on your boots.
Play with powdered refresh. Don’t go back
to same old, same old. You can be renewed.

If you can’t open your door, God still
wants you to stay indoors. Don’t waste
your time. Pray on your knees. Lift
your hands, dance indoors. Praise the Lord!

Blizzard conditions! How cool! No need to work.
Take that rest; pass the test. Oh I fear…
yes, most will will return to the muck.
Lie in the snow, for a while become an angel;
or just cosset those wings - don’t get buried
in all your troubles, mind your business -
God’s business. Don’t slip!

Don’t shovel a heart attack. Get your heart straight.
Enjoy your blizzard. Spring is flying with the geese.
When you stare at those snow flowers and trees
remember how wholesome and bright is life.

Premium Member Bus Stop Blizzard

sugared black berries quivering ~a bus stop in a blizzard

Premium Member blizzard

whiteness overcomes 
safety is within the house 
warmth and coverage


Premium Member CTRL ALT DELETE

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Winter arrived with frostbite flair,  
A blizzard here, a sniffle there.  
I checked the forecast—what a fright!  
clicked CTRL + ALT + DELETE in spite  

Snowflakes vanished mid-descent.  
Icicles? Gone—no argument.  
The polar winds? Just hit Command-Z,  
And poof! They fled to Sicily.

Premium Member WINTER STORM FERN

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Fern's frozen fingers
scrape the eaves, each gust a hymn~
a banshee howling.
the powerlines hum low grief,
while snow-blind streets hold their breath.

Premium Member WHITEOUT

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Sleet falls~
Needles of ice
slanting through bitter gusts.
Thermometers gasp, plummeting.
blizzard.


Blizzard Bitter

Ache in soul, O prophet?
The world is horrid hell.
Tracheotomy Tophet!
Suffering a-swell!

Gale, crash with titanic force!
Roil the ocean bad.
Ship that I'm in, blow off course...
That will lurk, O lad...

Horror, thou art with us.
Volcano, just explode.
Mayhem, madness, ornery cuss.
Bitterness, fate, ode...

Cry of a dying warrior?
He must have got hit square.
Poisonous and on the pour!
Blessings, be thou bare.

Grim and grateful, hoary, high.
Machine on the move.
Doom and Death, deliver! I?
What have I to prove?

Clash of giant armies?
O warlocks, bombs away!
Never mind the charm! Cheese?
Just dessicate and flay...

Pray, O poets, not too long.
Come on not too strong.
Best to stay where you belong.
Potentate, thy prong.

Song of banshee, sirens, wail.
Never end, O tale.
Hollow, are you, garbage pail?
Blizzards contain hail...

Premium Member Blizzard Is Coming

Blizzard is coming
Hailstorm is drumming
How we longed to be wetter.
We’ve been in a drought 
We prayed the calm out
Now comes turbulent weather.

Batten the hatches            
Prepare the caches               
White rage threatens our safety.
Will eating snow bursts
Appease our mad thirst?
Freezing adds to the crazy.

Blizzard Blank

Time, be of the essence!
O spark of head and heart!
Fate and Fortune, Chaos, Chance!
Anoint, O my art!

Will, be with me! Stand and hold!
Glow in fiery cold!
River bottom, hast thou gold?
Underneath the mold...

Glass, clear vision, futures sought.
Slice of seer's trade, tell.
Flicker, form of friend? We ought?
Brightly rung the bell.

Eagle, lend thy mightiness!
Coyote, thy tricks!
Heaven and Hell, say God bless!
Priest, thy crucifix!

Questions trapped in wrinkled time?
Cane or cone or crime?
Yule! The choice of sung sublime!
Draped upon the dime...

Trillium flower of decay!
Shine upon the bay!
Dynamite, discord, dismay!
Point me out the way!

When we seek, we're sought? Well... Hail.
Prisoner, pay bail!
Drape thy life, O garbage pail!
Afford not to fail!

Carrion crow, about me caw!
Dread not, O my saw!
Thorn within the lion's paw?
Stab them 'neath the jaw!

Friendless is this wizard!
Thus look thee not away!
Blow and blanket, O blizzard!
Doom and Death, thy day...

Premium Member harbor snow

I watch the harbor through the falling snow
the sky and sea form one vast, gray tableau
the sun is nothing but a weak, background glow
the scene draws me, as if hypnotically.

Five mile’s lighthouse warnings go unvoiced
its strobes not lashing out, so what’s its point
it stands majestically but disappoints
replaced electronically

A tiny lobster boat makes its landward way
towards the inlet from the wider channel bay
a powdery blizzard is underway
which melts into the mirror sea.

Ospreys still hunt round the lobsterman's pride
snowflakes stain them as they soar and glide
other seabirds huddle side by side
shivering and crowing lividly.

Through the narrows the lonely boat steams
past icy Luddington Rock and East Breakwater's breech
its berths and moorings, within minutes reach
and sadly, it’s time for me to leave.
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Songs for this:
Far Far Away (Charles Tone Mix) [feat. Brenda Boykin] by Tape Five
Hypnosis Theme (feat. Marina Quaisse) by Wax Tailor

Premium Member monster blizzards in the USA

Blizzard of seventy-eight
Paralyzed USA’s middle state of Indiana
Not as awful as the great blizzard of 1888
Which dropped fifty inches of snow in three days

Even blizzard alley
Minnesota, North and South Dakota
Did not suffer from these two record
Monster blizzards

Premium Member blizzard is not so bad

It’s not so cold, the young sailor lied
His toes fell off, in front of his pretty bride.
I’ve seen worse, the brave lass said.
She caught pneumonia, so now she’s dead.

Grandpa fought the blizzard, his tombstone stated.
Snow is not so bad, kind of overrated.
Grandma visits his grave and shakes her head.
Wondering why she has to go on without her Ed.

Premium Member monster blizzard

quivering shivering land of white
freezing and squeezing with icicles bright
sparkling ice everywhere in sight
monster blizzard, a husky’s delight

Premium Member monster winter blizzard

Kansas City is having a huge winter blizzard
my dogs are hibernating
sleeping deader than black bears

cold nose-chilling wind is whistling
woodland creatures are in hiding
monster storm of twenty, twenty-five

do not expect another one for a hundred years
a few newborns might see the next one
but not me, and probably not you

Premium Member blizzard anticipation

blizzard on the brink
everyone is stocking up
weather sequestered

anticipation
eight to ten inches of snow
unmoving traffic

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