Chill Poems - Poems about Chill

A light springtime shower watering each danity little flower Reminiscing of a time when we sat on the stoop swinging to and fro on the porch swing of life Sharing great memories and dreaming of a time, when we could build our own house and plant a garden divine I'm missing you my love for each day have...

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Ah Kite! Kite with the golden wings, this wet clouded noon hour Shed tears no more soaring higher and higher, by the river Dhansinri! The croon in thine voice reminds me of her gloomy eyes, runs along into fading Likewise the princesses of this world , she meandered a far, beauty , her carved tracks along Why buzzing to...

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Although I cannot hear your sound, I feel you must be hanging 'round as I grow old. I can't fool myself or pretend. You don't compromise or bend when it's time for me to end. Why are you so cold? You're like a woman in a fantasy I think about but never see. Through hardship and strife, ...

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Time is blossoming Flowers abundance beauty Chill the fire of life....

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I feel the frost is coming, the wind now chills my bones. What once was warm a week ago, the cold now solemnly owns....

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I see you feel tired and discouraged, sometimes disappointed with yourself and others. I cannot remember where I read or heard it, but one should cut the other guy some slack, as much as you would have them cut yourself. That makes sense. It seems that while you are, at times, hurtful, or over-harsh with others, you are even harder...

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(A raven’s shadow falls across the page. A quill scratches furiously, punctuated by heavy sighs.) December… a month draped in the funereal crepe of the dying year. Darkness descends with a swift, predatory grace, the sun a feeble ember choked by the ashen sky. I find a certain… solace in this gloom. A kinship with the spectral...

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Written: January 06, 2025, for contest. Sponsored by: Regina Mcintosh Quote: "During winter, cuddle up with a mug of hot cocoa and some fluffy white snowflakes—they're like a kiss from the sky." By Poet ...

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The human creatures dancing ...

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Oh! How I despise dawn’s blushing optimism and dried hydrangea blooms sepia skinned and papery thin. Humdrum hands beat doldrums drum. Why won’t the summer solstice light this darkness? A gnawing hollow where my heart should be. Where cinder clouds float in negative space memories collect like nesting sparrows beneath eaves. I stray, a waif lost with my armful of loss. Your death...

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The first winter’s rain Brings in the chill in the air The sun hides behind the overcast sky Playing hide and seek with the grey clouds A gust of wind whooshes through the trees The cold weather is set to begin I wrap myself in a blanket in bed Reading a novel with a mug of coffee in hand Untimely rain brings us...

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The lampposts stand, stoic and lonely, spirits overlooking the barren land. Their light’s turned cold, same as the air’s developing bite. It’s only natural; winter drags in a reality both harsh and unforgiving, unrelenting in its frigid austerity. How could anything not bare its teeth in response? The chill is seeping into my fingertips, turning my blood to ice. My northern attitude creeps back in, darkening...

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In falling snows, I find no woes except the tingling in my toes. Winter winds create a chill leaving frost upon the hill. Barren are the limbs of trees, after the season's first freeze. In falling snows, I find no woes except the tingling in my toes. For Mark Toney's Flash Poetry Challenge...

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Winter winds how cold with blinding snow bold, skip us; I demand thee! See the white flakes dance, while yards they romance. Winter days make scarce and flee. Psychosis cold breeze broken limbs dry freeze. Vacant and hallow air spins. Air is cold by light, and chilled more by night. Winter depression begins....

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