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Cold Frame Poems - Poems about Cold Frame


Left Somewhere Between Love and Loneliness
...In twilight's hollow, where shadows play, I find myself lost, in a heart's gray day. A soul once afire, with love's pure flame, Now flickers faintly, in loneliness's cold frame. In secret garde......

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Categories: cold frame, betrayal, care, emotions, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Inevitability of Happiness
...Today, there are no rubber ducks or mother's marigold skirts to hide behind as we once did. In their place, lurking dark and hoary, a bathtub mist updrafts thick with loose spores, and mil......

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Categories: cold frame, care, extended metaphor, fun,
Form: Free verse



As I Go About My Business
...AS I GO ABOUT MY BUSINESS As I go about my business, dazed by The stultifying immediacy of it all, How can I reach out to what I once had Before the great sadness overwhelmed me In its grey ......

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Categories: cold frame, confusion, courage, depression, love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Little Fir Tree
...There was a plantation of fir trees for some unknown reason, most of them were three to four years old but one, it was only in its first year of growth. When Christmas drew near, the loggers ca......

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Categories: cold frame, christmas, tree,
Form: Epic
Premium Member A Tale of Fire and Ice
...Part I: Ice He shines like silver midnight moon - cool marble statue, this tycoon. And though he makes the ladies swoon, of ice he’s hewn; of ice he’s hewn. He’s poker-faced and ......

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Categories: cold frame, dream, fire, love, lust,
Form: Rhyme



Ooh Lord Give Me Time To Pen a Verse
...Ooh Lord, Lost between files, forgotten in daily schedules slipping away in the daily humdrum of dear life and quietly ebbing from my mind is a verse. Of the warm embrace of the yellow orb that ......

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Categories: cold frame, imagination, introspection, on writing
Form: Imagism
Premium Member Green House of the Sick Man
..."Green House of the Sick Man" Imagining the lush, trickled and tickled By spray of light thoughts, my healing possibly To be that clover in full bloom again My body looked more like onion weed I w......

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Categories: cold frame, introspection,
Form: Free verse

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