Long Bone chilling cold Poems

With the opening of my fortress cell,
solemn-faced men come locust invading in
Their mouths smile not, and eyes neither grin
as ceremonial words pursed lips expel
A deer thought escapes ... my life nears its end!
And I feel...

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The final frontier – post consciousness

as imagined by cogent, fervent, intelligent,
lucent, occident, reticent, and uneminent 
nonestablishmentarian.

The following disquisition initially describes 
emotions prior to experiencing corporeal death, 
yet unbeknownst to this skeptical atheist, his 
anticipatory anxiety...

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Heavy buckets of rain..
Falling from the sky
An explosion of heavy downpours..
A cold chilling night ..
feeling the bone chilling cold..

The sound of pouring rain is a safe haven..
When indoors..
Warm and cozy at home..
Homebound for the night..
Feeling...

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A sweet flower's funeral
displayed in the cold months
of snowy weather and bone chilling shivers.
A sweet flower burned away, dried up;
buried six feet under.

Oh, my sweet flower,
how you once bloomed with no remorse,
like a madman blooming...

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pitch black ...
like ink ... or drowning in oil
only she could breathe
barely ...
heart thrumming in her ears like tympani
it was all she could hear
thankfully ...
she had awakened from dreaming
a good dream, too
(though it was now...

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ASP OF GRIEF

She buries her head upon this asp of grief —
soft with reptilian fangs, hard with poison.
Her covetous husband lies upon the Nile’s reef.
She holds her abdomen in her arms - his son.

with lunar...

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In November I write of winter
  for I am weary of the old year and tired bones
I visualize all hardships blanketed with fresh snowfall
geese in a "V" as they flee on trade winds to...

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Death By Murder: 

Murky water left to drink 
floating particles of death. 

Erie presence leaves discontent. 
As something wicked floats in it. 

The bone chilling cold wind doth blow 
off Lake Erie with flurry snow....

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When I was diagnosed with end stage renal disease.
Trust me I was not pleased.
I was looking for someone to blame.
I took this so serious because I knew that this was not a game.
I had to...

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The Wind

Within the air there is a gentle breeze that kisses your cheek 
Slightly turning your head to feel this wondrous mystique 
Gusts gently move all flora and fauna in a mystical dance
As if all...

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Standing on the frozen water, underneath the turquoise plain,

Temperature not getting hotter, chills set in and ease the pain.

Problems of your prior self, discarded at the price of health.

Peoples problems of today, vain and solemn,...

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A Renga:


It feels like summer
Even though it's October
And leaves have fallen

Night shadows in the garden
And the waxing gibbous moon

A 3-4 time dance
Mixed with memories of youth
Whispered in the room

That first love always lingers
And also the...

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Christmas Eve
Written: by Tom Wright
12/24/2015

Car tires swishing through liquescent snow,
Store fronts adorned with a seasonal glow.
Christmas shoppers displaying a stressful scowl,
While on silent wings God’s Angels prowl;

The darkness seems very much awake,
Its bone chilling cold...

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