Blizzards Poems - Poems about Blizzards

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...

Continue reading...

Bustling corridors, places to go, you can’t stand still or move too slow. Make a plan, plot a course, there’s an entire campus to traverse. Other things are good to know, like the best place for lunch or where the wi-fi’s slow. Last year there was lots of snow, the Yale tunnel system was the way to go, to warmly...

Continue reading...

Skiing steep sloped slaloms one snowy week, Knowing my courses from every stark peak. In whiteouts of bitter blizzards bleak Which lacked hazards to frighten me to freak. Nothing was too risky to stop my streak, Getting ski heroes poled into a creek....

Continue reading...

winters wonders falls snowing every which way where got frosted in hair ~ blizzard winter snow frozen ovulation Sun blizzard winter's snow 1/20/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

Continue reading...

blizzards from the north temperatures sub zero frozen window panes 1/ 16 / 2022. Haiku Winter contest. Sponsor Tania Kitchen. Syllable count poetrysoup....

Continue reading...

Winter bought rights to long life ~ in command of blizzards, ice storms, unusable roads. Iced windshields, snowmen--whatever's on hand. Heat overuse caused great melt overload. Alas, Winter thawed--and found he'd been snowed. ~Snowed, in this sense, means overwhelmed with lies, taken advantage of~ December 13, 2021 For Winter Quintain Contest by Francine Roberts...

Continue reading...

few headlights light the road worried drivers headed to their abode progress more and more being slowed in hope of not having to be towed not all that far to go perhaps two miles or so as dark sky drops snow big flakes falling slow snow above the ankles so cold should have done as I was told instead of trudging forward seeking foothold refusing to...

Continue reading...

Ever watchful, the third man and we knew there was one that always followed on behind snow blind, but able to see the future paths laid out for me....

Continue reading...

Oh, the wicked romance, oh, the abusive dance, oh, the self-destruction, oh, the love that lasts. All the wilted roses, all the concrete slabs, all the memories faded, all the moments frozen in the blizzards path. Oh, the wasted chances, oh, the cherished romance, oh, the resurrection, oh, the kiss of death, oh, the dance of love, oh, the love that lasts....

Continue reading...