Icy Poems - Poems about Icy

...the light blue snow eyes of winter creep into the meadow she glistens with a dazzling whiteness that brings silence a hush is created as lightly falling snow lands as glitzy cover icy frost may fo......Read More

... for sentimental value or grieving more ~ warmest tears sadly pour within every blink whilst we cry ~ our tear temperatures rises high yet if underwhelmed in sadness and grief ~ icy tears are on......Read More

... A young soprano seemed downcast and blue Praised from long ago is heard in the wind view As if transported by the everlasting rhythm Ascent was echoed by the ebb and flow of time......Read More

...In the depths of solitude's unyielding grip, An exposed nerve, raw and stripped, The haunting echoes of trauma's refrain, Consume the heart, drowning in pain. Yearning for solace, yet cloaked i......Read More

... I'm the writer of my yarn I am the painter of my doom Thousands of phantoms here me warn From opened window of my room They walk and crawl in lane in hall As if they from the heavens fall T......Read More

... The wind had shape; it hunted, it sought bones for fangs. At last after the winter hike the cabin. We shook off a killing chill, sat by the fire letting blood come back to our speech. ......Read More

... The dusky eve in country meads In rainy weather rainy day All trees were standing stony still While kids in street with boats they play The water smiled and flowed in lake And smiled all ......Read More

... I felt the southern heat in my younger childhood YEARS. And I also felt Chicago wind-chills that brought me to TEARS. And I felt being held captive like a prisoner of WAR whose blood-stained b......Read More

...Icy moon arises shivering his breath of frost into winter's night air.......Read More

... The dusty, dead strands of summer grass has resurrected into plump green clumps knee deep in the ooze of boggy ground. Now almost winter, something moves in the cold, set to reclaim the pla......Read More

... Soul of love and soul of peace Somewhere on heavens interwine With grief, on earth their lips were freeze In heart of sky they breathe and shine They gaze on thy scars? They may be! They smile......Read More

...The bars of my cell are icy cold I'll never see freedom is what I'm told My destiny is an outsider looking in Whenever I see her, she begins to grin Reminding me she's waiting on my release And......Read More

...Captivated by her aesthetics as well as her cosmetics, Her icy blue eyes always complimented by blue sweaters, With ruby red glasses matching that deep rosé lipstick of hers.......Read More

...The day is a gray one and bitter cold Wind slapping my face piercingly bold The snow is icy white, the top layer is hard My forced footsteps leave the service scarred Not a sound is heard, nois......Read More

... Spring hangs like a dripping woolen coat from the pewter frame of a glowering sky. Why is it that poets write of spring as if it were made of rose petals and birdsong?— and insist that ......Read More