Icicled Poems - Poems about Icicled

...connected by a net of misconception venomous spider’s webs spun a murky vapour synapses raged and festered in a Self frozen on autopilot with anger and regret an endless loop of thoughts and ......

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...The Bitter Bite of Night! Night creeps in sotto voce melding with the mellowing village life. Night, a seemingly mischievous cat, slips along incognito in its prankish mood, teasing any light ......

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...Monochrome winds fantail snowdrifts. Fleck-churned sparks maw feathery flights and a howling backdraft spikes matted fur. Pawing winds spring traps clenched, injurious icicled haunches hollowed.......

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...out in icicled darkness softly i gave myself to the shadows my nodding head beating to her singing hurts as i make shapes breathing sharpened mist catching moon eyelashes as they flutter bas......

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...First-Person Personal By Sy Roth Here adrift wrapped in a coat of heebeejeebies Fearful of using the first-person personal Masking it instead by holograms of itself, Playful non-entities cavor......

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...Brexit Sonnet No. 48 ‘Weather Report’ I’m the ‘Beast from the East’, a blizzard of painful degree, The bus and the train now refuse to adhere to the clock. With a blast of my breath, your di......

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...When birds mass in ebony flight, and skim brightness from the sun, light shall not flee your eyes. ......

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...March Madness March shakes her icicled head exhales Winter’s last gasp chills clouded moisture sheds her stinging tears, icy pellets of adieu. ©John G. Lawless 3/31/2017......

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...Winter Frosted forests Shimmy and shiver Glistening gloriously in icicled Dresses......

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...Icicled seashells Future moments of Summer waiting to be thawed.......

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...As I look out my frosted window my breath fogs it over. My warm fingers ease the minute water droplets away, to reveal mother nature's majesty. Powerlines struggle under the weight of her breat......

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