Coldest Poems - Poems about Coldest

Rhythm, rhyme, and resonance. Riddle, riffle through. Red run roundabout? Last chance. Buried deep in blue. Stifle, sound of silence? Better not ask why. Victory bequeaths violence! Somebody must die! Pool up, silk thread, on my spool. Thunder, fly at once. Help the boy to keep it cool! Goblin, grinning, guns! Tyrant of the ancient waste? How does success taste? O ye virgins, art thou chaste? Turkey legs a-baste! Lobbied for,...

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It was the coldest winter I have met and survived to speak about. In Michigan, at a friend’s house, only maybe she was not a friend. I had no idea she would turn on me, and become ugly with words. There was no place to go; this was a country home, and I was on foot. The snow was...

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It is December and a soft snow is falling, Christmas lights are all around, Red, green and white decorations are enthralling, Angelic carols abound, A warm fire is burning, I'm as snug as can be, With hot eggnog in my hand, A star shines on top of the sparkling Christmas tree, Cheer spreading throughout the...

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Trust is something I never knew I learned along the way Trust is not given Opportunities don't come everyday I learned my wisdom hard knocks My ice would not melt Could I go through life not trusting Is the feeling even real What happens to the woman who cries Only to weep Others seem not care But my coldest heart I keep...

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In the darkest and coldest world one can find a flickering flame, never allowed to shine brightly and widely and break the macabre darkness; nothing could escape from here, from its torturous and squalid abyss... where each demon has a frown of austerity: ah, in this obscure confinement, I'd be afraid! In the darkest and coldest world the isolation is unbearably horrid; bats constantly...

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I being threatened to smile But why you been telling me to cry The thing that keeps me guessing is why Not to keep the one who’s sly At least he knows how to reply Because world is a cruel piece to cry The man, woman and all thereby Are meant to hurt you and will try They complement to make you weep...

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break out winter coats sit in car see my own breath temperature is one...

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On colder days, in the cold affliction, even the sun seeks tropical air,,, The moon poor girl, ...

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The cold hands of the night crept in from the walls, But hurts like the slave master's steel, And still, the shivers building up around my spine stung from within my glommy soul, Shattering my nerves and rib cage, Leaving me like a broken detached segment of glasses. A drowsy murmur floats on the air like thistledown, Killing me softly, Like a...

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Married to his writing, divorced from carnal love The bodies flesh a token, his words to rise above All younger men still captive, as lust demands anew His passion burning molten hot —to bed the coldest Muse (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)...

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Dusk of a dark night; Dawn of a cold winters night; Night is the coldest....

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My son & grandson are moving Colorado… It’ll take half a day Three hours late, just starting the trip One I don't wish to take anyway Meandering through the peaks of the Rockies The temperature plummets outside Driving through rain, sleet & snow Has made for a treacherous ride Upon leaving my loved ones behind These tears… so freely they fall There’s ice on the...

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Coming out of a cold season Which I admire Going into a warmer season Causing me to perspire But I do desire this warmer season I claim and commit to spring Speaking of a seasonal special emotion The next season causes me to have A melt down of considerable disposition And yes, cook an...

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each day I look into your eyes and a stranger meets my gaze slowly I've come to realize there's nothing in that hazel haze not a single trace of love nor the slightest sliver of passion only the cold push and shove ...

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Winter brings the cold winds of Alaska, even sunshine is frozen... only your breath warms me! Entered in Broken Wings contest, " Any Old Poem " ( Not A Contest ). Written on 1/7/2016...

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