Long Frostiness Poems
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There is a knowledge that began the moment of creation…
passed down throughout the ages from generation to generation.
Have you ever wondered…thinking…as far back as we can reach…
before books, and schools and universities…how did we learn…
and who was there to teach?
The answer is nature…she has always been our teacher…her lessons she freely gives…
It is by watching and listening to her teachings that we humans learn to live.
When our life begins…she provides our air and immediately teaches us how to breathe
Her dolphins teach us how to swim…her birds to sing…and fly…
Her chimpanzees teach us how to laugh…her crocodiles how to cry.
She understands once created…we are visitors on her planet…invited…innocent guests
So she sends her eagles down to teach us how to build our nests.
She offers us her seasons….her moon…her butterflies…never looking for fortune or fame
to teach us how everything in life is changing…how nothing stays the same.
When we walk naked into her winter…feeling the frostiness of her snow…
her lightning teaches us how to make a fire…her spiders how to sew.
She offers us her sunshine and rain…she grows plants …a multitude of healthy treats….
and tells us to watch her animals…they’ll show us which ones are safe to eat.
She gives her trees to teach us how to grow tall and strong…how to live without complaint
She gives us flowers, sunsets and rainbows to inspire us to paint.
Her elephants teach us about love…about family and togetherness
and show us how from the largest animal… what strength the is in tenderness.
Nature is benevolent…she’s generous…she’s tolerant…she’s free with her advice…
And from those of us receiving her gifts…
every now and then…a thank you would be nice.
Perhaps her most important lesson is how she gives while asking for nothing in return….
A lesson she is still waiting patiently
for all of us
to learn.
Tiny, silver crystals sprinkle the earth
as they float slowly down
from the place of their birth.
Peppering white along the brown,
in the cold they may be found.
From frostiness they are born,
iciness follows them to the ground,
piercing like a thorn
Many there are
yet none are quite the same.
They have six sides whether near or far,
and their intricate designs are their fame.
Yet each is very small,
in large groups they strike fast
and leave piles that are tall
when the tempest is past.
They bring coldness to the touch
and get caught in your hair.
With unpleasantness of such
they even scare away the bear.
The wind whistles in your ear
as it sends the snow floating down.
And all that you can hear
is that there is a blizzard in town.
Although very unpleasant
when blown in your face.
When all its energy is spent
it is peaceful throughout space.
It is safe to step outside
and as you can guess,
there is no need to hide.
You may forget
all the unpleasantness
for gone is all the wind's blow.
And all that lies
is a fine layer of snow,
and of the ghastly weather
there are no ties.
oh delicious, thick, gooey, rich and layered hot fudge,
And loads of peanuts on the bottom and layered to the top;
Finished with silky whipped cream and more fudge,
Eight inches tall with mounds of soft vanilla ice-cream.
Oh the rich melting hot fudge mingling and dripping,
So sweet and ridiculously good on a sizzling summer day;
A treat to-die-for, so heavenly yummy and decadent,
Of course after, you may need a little nap to recover.
Oh and dream and dream of that cold velvet ice-cream,
Divine, exquisite, delightful, the frostiness swirling within;
Such a vision, and a beautiful desire that must be fulfilled,
I find myself saying, Peanut Buster Parfait, please.
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September 19, 2015
Verse
For the contest, All That Melts In Your Mouth, sponsor, Olive Eloisa Guillermo
First Place
We revere our gorgeous snow queen
She wears her ethereal regalia with purpose
Many people shy away, totally intimidated
It is snow queen’s plan, for her heart is fragile
She has been terribly hurt; you can tell by her eyes.
She is now purposefully frosty and standoffish,
So people will not take advantage of her giving nature.
Snow queen is hoping to never have her heart broken again
Not only by lovers, but by acquaintances and colleagues
Who take advantage of a woman who is generous and kind
Snow queen’s family and best friends see past her façade.
Sad, but understanding why she has had to build walls of ice,
She forms a glistening sight, enhancing winter’s diamond-like aura.
Snow queen wears her frostiness with jewelry like majesty.
Keeping her heart safe, so no one can hurt her any more.
MAN;
I was all doom and gloom in the zoom
when the past second died,
A man surely has kicked the bucket
I was told, but I shan't believe
If so, when will I give up the ghost?
Fear;
This one is less romantic, young me
which mob will moan me- then let's all die
If not, its just me - on a beach.
This laudable slayer, I desecrate not
I yearn for your empathy, eh, less pity on me
Time;
your dear friend and his frostiness
I feel more sympathetic, I feel your pain.
Your kin and kindreds, all gone - just the fierce
and yourself to mend the rest.
History is fisty, misery is misty
And Death;
fie upon you amid all good
mirth you haven't given, some you've taken,
When all hope is done, you we shall demand of.
To me, guffaw not, for all you have not
Your soullessness is beleaguered, immortality renders you unhinged
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