Ice Cold Poems - Poems about Ice Cold

Take a spoon and take a scoop. Then the ice cream fiend comes out. He doesn’t like foot prints. In the ice cream. Cold, but in a lively way. As if there’s someone out there. But they are dead. Piles of ice cream- They call it snow, but I see something they can’t. The best type of food. Is everywhere....

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snow, wind, rain, ice, cold winter covers all, but the calendar turns ...

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Crackling flames warm icy cold air. Oak logs spit and pop as they release their heat. Stars gleam cold in the night sky. Glowing embers, red eyes shine in the dark night. Steam rises from our mouths as we exhale warm moist air. bears hibernating wolves’...

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snow blankets the ground stormy winds, naked trees sway winter’s breath, ice-cold By Zyrool ...

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Some say my heart is cold and dark, While others say I’m beautiful. Some say my appearance, without remark, Brings about chaos and confusion – As shoppers hurry to the store, a spark Of urgency in their step, buying up essentials, For the moment when I fall down in the park. Some say my soul is beyond desolate, While others say I’m jubilant, Leaving...

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Hot TEA in a small cup? Yes. But only once in a while. Cold TEA in a large glass? Yes. But only once in a while. Notwithstanding, a large glass of ice-cold TEA on a hot summer afternoon on a regular basis is absolutely fabulous. However, eating with my TEA is a 'NO NO'. Indeed, TEA TIME, whether hot or cold, suits me best...

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I fell into my morning bed the tears turned my sheets blue the bed couldn’t stand the quake my sister made a quick streak for my mom…she was the balm i hurt all over…it was over had it even started? infatuation indistinguishable from real love…I didn’t know yet the midnight shift sifting the hours, as i served muffins and milkshakes stunned…i had not the boldness nor the...

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cold winds blow across frozen harbour’s out-stretched arms wee ocean fragment...

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Wind howls at my windowpane, reflecting All the whistling, wailing, weeping ways The snowstorm has brought its freezing thanks To the forest, the mountains, the ponds The glittering souls and prayers who calm Secreted beneath the layers of frosty thoughts There hangs the embers of a fireside hope, Silent like the whisper of grace in the heart Who knows that this ashen dawn...

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rime winter revenge invasion with consequence ~ quaking trees tremble (December Full Moon – Cree)...

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With a silence that cut through the laughter She entered the room, bitterness Edged around her features, portraying Cruelty with an unfeeling sword of darkest Gloom, dread so dismal it feels, almost, Like grief sinking into the bones Sullenness coughing up phlegm that rots In the heart, the soul, the mind Where there is a penetrating hostility Her eyes glared at the laughing children Echoed...

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A chair has become my world Uncomfortable It creates pain just like the real world Isolation from all who walk Wrapped in my own flesh Stone cold Reaching out just creates more pain What little warmth inside my heart Turning ice cold Like all before...

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After the chill Of winter’s freezing Snowflakes and winds Breathing flurries Indiscreet – blowing Cold, clear colors Heartless reflections After the biting Fury of winter’s ice Shuddering frost Staggering with aloof Melancholy, breeding Razor edged cold Over trembling skin Naked against the sharp Stillness of gusts Tossing tender flakes After Winter Has finally exhausted Its dreaded bitterness And it has pressed on Leaving only a memory Of its vile viciousness I reach toward the light Of a silent and...

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what is this frozen; rain turn to snow frost blowing; rains winter’s iced drops; ~ from heavens falls down; whitening the trees and grounds; winter frozen rains; 1/11/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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When on earth will you call them? After, they are dead? Don't you get it? God made ears for hearing, not texts to be read. No wonder people kill each other. They are love-empty inside. Keystrokes are not the same As hearing the voice of another. We won't even talk to a customer rep? Oh, no..we choose Apps over humanity? No small wonder, we are...

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