Long Ice crystal Poems
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Friendship cotton soft internal beauty
the heart holds not looking blindly
but should she find me adoring angel
wings embracing dream of dreams shine
Living at the bottom of a mountain
in the hill moss among'st nature
to watch and accept what life brings spellbound
each day brings new treasures delight
Dew into the deepest fountain springs forth
one soul breathless frozen moment
diamond pure ice crystal clear stunning
a picture of you held captive
Within the mind entering palace suite
doors open the still of night beams
pearl smiles on our dancing silver shadows
together tango we let scream
Into darkness shining where the goose lays
a golden egg filled with riches
sparkling liquid honey melting deep pure
embraced warmly feelings crown you
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Winter swirls upon ice crystal skies,
snowflake pirouettes tickle your lashes
as we walk hand in hand, rosy red cheeks
frame a perfect smile, your eyes twinkle
and my heart melts
Footprints decorate this path we stroll
through sculpted drifts of chilled bliss
and scattered birdseed mosaics
neath evergreen branches trimmed in white,
in a world that glistens
Shivered wishes and soft alabaster dreams
gather like snow geese
frolicking, foraging for food
as I lean in to kiss you
and your lips taste sweet
Quiet whispers float across a frozen lake
as we sit upon a wooden bench
holding each other tightly,
not for warmth, but for love,
which we share on this cold December day. . .
in the snow
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lets be friends ,you and me
together we can try to be free
ill tell you one and many lies
till you believe in my disquise
ill be your friend and own your mind
till all you do is try to find
search for me ,yes you will
i can give you the ultimate thrill
the tricks i play in this game
will render you never the same
ill steal your soul,to never return
take you to hell and watch you burn
i will command your thoughts and drive you insane
watching you as i steal your brain
you came to me for some cheap high
now your mother starts to cry.
your friends are gone,some are dead
your family is broken,is enough said?
you will try to escape me
but i will never let you be free
others have tried to run from me
but they cant escape my tyranny
we are now friends, you and me
as we lay together cant you see
as you die ,ill be there
pretending that i give a care
you friended me ,remember that
many nicknames i go by
whatever you call me is up to you
i own you now ,own your soul
i am ice ,i am rock,
i am crystal meth
i am evil and cause death,
do not try and be my friend
stay away till your end
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Gently, they swirled about in Winter's frigid wind
No two were identical, none were ever twinned
Each ice crystal, a pristine beauty transcending
Tumbling from clouded gray skies, softly descending
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I frolicked among them, as amused as a child
Infused with wonderment and totally beguiled
Tree limbs brocaded, deeply embellished with snow
So beautifully they glistened with lucent glow
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How quickly it gathered on rooftops and hedges
Wafting, free-spirited, collecting on ledges
Down, they continued twirling in a tranquil scene
Etched in memory as idyllic and serene
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I was enamored and enthralled as it drifted
Toward heaven, my eyes were gratefully lifted
As each flake so elegantly fell to the ground
Creating a dreamscape without making a sound
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Like dainty birds, they fluttered in such a hurry
a flock of crystal snowflakes, in Winter's flurry
My world was blanketed by a quilt of pure white
Tonight it would sparkle brilliantly in starlight!
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December 10, 2020
Winter Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Spinning, wheeling, turning,
a streak of light across the universe.
My soul, my spirit, all that I am,
gone in a brief flash
here in this place, this earth,
but everlasting in the cosmos.
Searching, reaching, touching,
my soul, my spirit,
all that I am, winds itself,
binds itself around your soul,
your spirit, all that you are,
a steady beacon, an endless column of light.
I am a sparkling ice crystal
reflecting the beauty of your comet self,
the tinkling sound of glass
shattering in the cold,
a lower note, not lesser,
harmony to your rich symphony.
From galaxy to galaxy we whirl and turn
leaving in our wake a melody of light,
of love immortal to those who scan the skies;
eternal in its perpetual newness,
yet all too brief for us,
forever is not enough time to love you.
Your soul, last hope
So far, life, there is a love, hmm, so, so, so
Far, far, far
You, the only one. Unique. Incredible, Unknown, Invisible
Far, far, far…
Just come, just come…
Come, come, come…
Starts, our love. The way, the journey of us all
Everything that stands up. To us from the beginning
Beginning, our sinfulness, unrecognized lovers
That’s why the walk is my life. Looking, just searching
Just searching for a life. A life, a hope. A heart. The unique
The heart. You, Miss Unique. Don’t fly, don't be a rain, a storm
But a rainbow, and a late early dawn light, flower, dewy beat of heart
Yes, my love. Someone is looking for, but the way is a frozen field
Dead the love, cloudy sky, glittering land from cruel ice crystals
Dead my love, Dead my heart, no fire. Only a cold, flaming ice crystal
There is a little firelight
Still alive
Sighs for you
Suffering for you
Waiting for you
Still loving you
Always loving you
Forever, forever, forever
Only you, just you
Loving, loving
Respecting
You
Just come, just come…
Come, come, come…
Into the love
Into the love
Only
Only
You
I need
Your soul
For
Last
Hope
For hands that do dishes can feel as soft as your face with lime green hairy lipped squid
Surely if you set fire to the bush
you would have 2 cooked birds then
A stitch in time saves what
and why would we need nine of them
if at first you don't succee
Too many broths spoiled by cooks
Now for whom the bell tolls
i am partial to that
that macabre
toe tugging
tale of Victorian dead
announcing i am well
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
but a shotgun makes it permanent
When a tree falls in the forest
one more closer to no trees
if heaven has a edge
does it also have dimension
every cloud has a visible ice crystal lining
Togetherness
Have you ever seen those beautiful sky paintings known as Fire rainbows?
You are one of them sparkling my life.
Have you ever seen those halos known as Ice crystal in the clouds?
You are one of them chilling my life.
Have you ever seen the spinning column of flames?
You are one of them when we often fight.
Have you ever seen those cute penitents?
You are one of them when I see you every day.
Have you ever seen Pele’s hair?
You are of them when we wake up together.
Have you ever seen the Blood Falls?
It is when we stop talking even for a minute.
Have you ever seen the desert roses?
You are one of them who blossomed my life.
Have you heard about giant permafrost explosions?
You are one of them when you get angry.
You are my rainbow eucalyptus and waterspouts.
You are clonal tree groves and eternal flame falls.
You are the spotted Lake and Nacreous Clouds.
You are my Green sand beach and starling murmuration of black sun.
The beauty of the day
Crisp cold air glistens in the sunlight
bright and glowing on the leaves,
pale saffron lemon jasmine hues,
touching tangerine apricot marmalade,
sweetened blush cherry rose sangria.
The world full of creatures
rambling through the trees
flitting fast and furious for food
whistling song chattering chirp crying coos
of warbled whistle wails of winter tide.
Soft sultry sensuous sun shine
clings to captured caravans in cold blue skies
gazers galvanizing the graying gates of change
autumn harvested leaf strewn maize turn to frost
ice crystal crackling crisp and white on glass.
Winter blows windward a gloriole corona
that lights the earth and speaks in silenced cold.
Seize the day.
"Idling"
Cool cold froth
slides across their pages
they whirl their congratulatory comments
like pucks across ice crystal cut sharp and precise
waiting for return compliments
basting their words with oily accomplishment
slick and to strict recipe
baking like fat turkeys
with temperatures
mild and appetites easily
assuaged
How does a person come to this?
They think of words and throw them
to the wolves like sticks
for return
Wolves will take their words
strip all bones ragged of stories
bury them
and then silently,
without a backward glance
never return
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
“Their pooled emotions wouldn’t fill a teaspoon.”
“They sicken of the calm who know the storm.”
“That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone:
Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.”
Dot Parker
"What Fresh Hell is This?"
"xanny"/Billie Eilish
https://youtu.be/OYyyce8K_c0
"Purgatory is a Poem"/ LadyLabyrinth