Long Frost Poems
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In a secret little chamber, among shadows and phantoms,
A child of light crowned in thousands of flakes descends,
In longing for the clearing, in a grove of mystery, under thorns of stars,
I invite you to speak this eternity and not see it crumble.
When you prepared whispers with goodbye at the gate of silent days,
What guard stands at the threshold, how can you return in blue step?
From the threshold of longing, whispering carols to you in snowy horizons,
You extend to me hope and a corner of heaven from the height of refraction.
Don't seek yesterday's paths, they no longer lead to the sun,
And don't flinch eliminating the celebration, in heavy waiting,
Years have passed, but the echo of my steps in the carol night,
Resounds, perhaps unknown, but trembling in the frost that weaves.
Through the soul passes again that story from early beginning,
When magi through a thread of star deciphered the universe's silence,
And without fear they stepped, in winter's heart seeking the miracle,
In discreet shelter, where fodder and hay heralded a pure love.
Come alongside with fragrances and with gifts clasped in palms,
Once we too were disciples of tender love,
We carried white lilies, slipping through frozen branches,
But from fragile shoots, sometimes, harsh thorns are born.
Calm, oh, this blizzard that is my restlessness,
Sometimes I wonder if I abandoned you in the fog of thoughts,
If I didn't hide you under heavy waves of memories,
But through my heart I feel you always, and caroling in the stars.
A new day began, I sprained my right hand!
Then my furnace decided to "give up the ghost"
Neighbor brought friend who would understand;
soon, room became as warm as toast.
then it stopped dead--all was lost
my muse and I were doomed to frost.
Two electric, space heaters running twenty-four/seven!
It was twenty at night--temp's winter hat doff.
My electric bill was reaching toward the heavens
My muse preferred to scoff
while my toes were freezing off!
Probably Monday, a new one he could install.
It would cost one THOUSAND--I needed some air!
Opened my door, found my son standing tall!
A guy with tech background, drove here to share.
I needed a hero, and he was there!
My muse and I needn't despair.
Aren't sons and daughters a wonderful plan!
They will help with gusto and style.
And hero neighbors lending their helping hand!
Faulty solder fixed; the heat will soon beguile.
My hand needs a brace for a while;
and my muse? I saw a tiny smile.
I am as strong as the wind is fierce
Though my heart is shattered
I will persevere
I loved with all I had,
and all it did was leave me sad
I will not cry, I will not weep.
I will stand tall, though the nights are deep.
I’ll gather my pieces, one by one,
And face the rising of the sun.
Though shadows linger where love once lay,
I will find light to guide my way.
I find my value to him,
Was only where I lay
In longing under the moon
All promises made.
He did deface
Awhile now he's tried to leave
Letting me fight for he
But in the end only pain remained
Broken dreams blooming in dawn light
With cold tones he said fairwell
And with that my heart broke,
Like frost in hell
Realization tore, sorrow felt.
Never did he care for me
only what I brought
So easily I was tossed aside
My pain, my longing, swept over me like a tide.
Yet still I stand, unbroken, clear,
No tears will fall, no trace of fear.
I leave behind what once was mine,
This love now past, its grip resign.
The pain will fade, the longing wane,
A distant memory, not my chain.
Standing outside
Nowhere to hide
A child
Meek and mild
Watching my siblings play
Around them I couldn't stay
So many emotions
No notion
What they even meant
Into a well
I fell
The world went on without me
Nothing there for me to see
Darkness was my day
Alone, I liked to stay
And in this well
That I fell
I heard the voices talking
Sounds of people walking
on by
No one heard me cry
Had no clue why
I felt so alone
Lots of love was showed me
I just could not see
Words were blah blah blah
All I saw
Was the same, the night and day
Lonely was my way
Was I there to stay
Life was bad
I felt sad
No one else was like me
I could see
From life I started hiding
In my mind abiding
A dark horse I was riding
Locked in my mind
I find
All these words running wild and free
Only I could see
Music from heaven above
Filling me with love
My word
Was never heard
But the words in my head
When I wrote them down instead
I cry out from down below
The words need to slow
At times banging in my head
I started organizing them instead
Took away the fear
That was always near
Forming them into that which I wanted to say
I could communicate this way
I like lonely but it is something I also hate
But it is my fate
Am I out of that well
I cannot tell
People leave me unsure
Do not believe there is a cure
One day I found a door
Opened it a bit then some more
Slowly found my way out of my mind
Left the darkness behind
The light I did find
Made my word
Heard
Still I talk to very few
Lost everyone I knew
Old I grew
Inside my mind
I left life behind
I am but a child
But not so meek and mild
Still lost
My heart is frost
Scared to talk
So by myself I walk
Play my music I hear
In the words and music I feel no fear
But I still shed a tear
As the music floats on by
Shimmering so beautiful that is makes me cry
Sometimes it makes me high
It is something I don't share
Don't dare
I'm crazy
My mind hazy
The way I see things
The beauty it brings
The calmness I sometimes feel
It's a big deal
In a world I don't understand at all
In my mind it is not always a ball
In sadness I still fall
But I get by
Sometimes cry
My mind of madness
Sometimes brings me gladness
When the music finds it's way to my hand
Life is so easy to understand
to feel beyond
the eyes
they cannot see
where there is love
there is life
churning at the bottom
in a deep ocean
swelling out
dripping on paper
blowing upon
the breath
a kiss
breathing frost cold
ice turning black
within silence
in dense dullness
freezing to the insides
a cold
lonely heart
slowly becoming warm
dripping in love's beauty
morning dew
of spring
bringing life
to a beautiful feeling
happiness blossoms
mingling in air
one of delight
petals of emotion
i stand
in the harsh
winter before spring
forgiving the past
in a beautiful circle
this world
becomes beautiful
once again
But patriot fire answered back tenfold,
blasting those two guns until they were down.
Rall knew things were dire, then decided to
attempt a break-out to the north of town.
Though Washington still held the high ground there,
and the patriots had taken the ville,
a horrific fire hit the Hessians,
a slew of soldiers were rapidly killed.
Those that tried to fight back found their weapons
didn't work that well, it was much too wet,
and even if they did, they were outnumbered,
so escaping would be a longshot bet.
Then Colonel Rall took two shots to his side,
wounds that would eventually prove to be mortal.
The Hessians, surrounded, threw down their arms
and surrendered, their defeat was now full.
Nine hundred Hessians, killed, wounded, or captured,
a lopsided route no one had expected,
on the American side only two fell,
and it was frost-bite that had left them dead!
They'd captured supplies, much needed just then,
and sent a message to all wavering,
the fight was not over, the army alive,
they could take on whatever Britain could bring.
Though Washington knew this wasn’t the end,
and just a prelude for what was to come,
quickly he moved, back over the river,
to prepare for his next move, on Princeton…
A slow descent of lovers in white,
drifting along the quiet current.
A pair of travelers, strangers to the dark,
Jack Frost isn’t too kind to wanderers.
As dusk claims the sky, a storm makes haste.
Desperately holding on to each other,
their crystals begin to change.
They can’t remain as they are.
The violent storm, an orchestra of stars.
Black clouds in a sky of crystals,
hail bulldozing through dusk,
The rise of winter has just begun.
Mercilessly dragged away from each other,
the two get tossed by raging winds.
Alone, they travel across separate skies
slowly forgetting each other's faces.
When the snow melts, there he lay awake,
the last one of his kind, enduring Mother Nature.
As the crystal begins to decay and deform,
a ripple spreads through the puddle of memories.
He began to rise, higher and higher into the black sky.
Changing into his former glory, a snowflake once more.
Drifting alone in darkness,
for no two can be alike.
I was dreaming my life was at stake
Insomnia screaming for me to awake
Because the past kept me up at night
In His tent, I am enlightened with His LIGHT
Somehow...
Someday, we will run away from the chaos and embrace peace that is at hand
Woke up from a dream
I repent and I'm at ease
I long for His mirth
I have grieved raindrops
It is almost time to leave
I have morphed into snow
Creamy clouds collide
Foam rises from the bathtub
Swimming in bliss ride
Water drowns my grief
Gives me brief relief instead
Sky's blue, so are you
Melting in your arms
Blanket me with comfort dirt
I bud in springtime
Winter frost got me lost
Frozen...rooted to the spot
Break the ice...despised
Frost bites of your LUV
Made me feel above seven
You, the vibrant dove
Now, a winter crow
Cooing at the break of dusk
Lust turns to mere dust
Fire burns of your HATE
Made me feel below zero
You, the dark vulture
Summer is in flames
I am in the back-burner
You called me vile names
Thought you loved me back
You departed from my touch
Time unwinds this time
Brought down by envy
Move on - it's the hardest thing
Sky's black - so am I
Creamy rain-clouds frown
Water descends...down the drain
I'm the ground...green-brown
Pouring sun saved me
Before I dug a self-grave
I have morphed into sea
Cold on my bed...please...
Please forgive me, Lord Most High
I float above Earth
Reality's demise alarms me
Alas, the world and I don't see
Because the creamy clouds of our fantasy
It doused us in sugar-coated delight and sunlit glee
Why now?
Someday, we'll be in liberty's land
In the hush where summer
has already surrendered,
autumn flowers unfurl with
a defiant, molten grace.
Chrysanthemum burn in
burnished amber and saffron,
petals layered like antique
parchment catching the late
light.
Dahlias deepen into
oxblood and plum, velvet
crowns that hold the dusk
inside them.
Asters tremble in lavender
mist and violet dusk, small
constellations against the
cooling air.
Marigolds flare in carnelian
and gilded gold, stubborn
suns refusing to dim.
And the last roses- oh, the
last roses- blush in
russet, claret, and
copper,
their edges kissed with the
melancholy of frost.
They do not mourn the
shortening days.
They incandescent.
They are the earth's final,
extravagant exhale-
a chromatic elegy written in
pigment and perfume.
Crisp wind combs through
them, and they answer
with color so rich it feels like
a benediction:
ochre, bronze, burgundy,
mahogany, and sunset coral.
Every stem a small rebellion
against fading.
Every bloom a reminder that
endings can be opulent.
Autumn doesn't take the
garden quietly.
It dresses it in jewels, and
sets it on fire with beauty,
before letting it go.
The other night
There was a total lack of light
Went to help get this young ladies car going
Never knowing
This moment would impact my mind
What did I find
This young lady came and sat in the car
In the darkness I saw her star
I asked why so sad
Why do you feel so bad
She asked how do I know
She was sure it did not show
I just do.
These words are true.
I am you
You are me
So easy to see
We sat there communicated
Her curiosity sladed
One autistic to another
Was not even known by her mother
I understandstood her pain
Life was such a strain
Emotions lost
Heart turns to frost
I told her why she felt this way
And the pain it brought each day
She read me her poems she wrote...so full of hope so much despair
Made me care
Such a beautiful mind
That is what I did find
In the darkness of night
I found a beacon of light
A hidden gem stashed out of sight
Not letting anyone else see
How beautiful her words be
So afraid of scorn
Her heart was torn
I showed her a way
For her words to forever stay
Where only kind words will anyone say
I helped her to understand her own mind
What a find
May never see her again
But I gave her a place to begin
I hope the world gets to see
The Beautiful words there be
Coming from her heart
Hope I gave her a good start.
Pointed her the right way
Her words will bring light to your day