Short Break The Ice Poems
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THOUGHT PROVOKING
How can you break the ice
if you're not drawn by it invites?
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © December, 2020.
winter's landscape calm
treeline of green laps the lake~
skaters break the ice
12/7/21
Winter Nature-Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Tania Kitchin
6th
An easy conversation,
waves of words break the ice;
Moments swell
connecting us together;
Like the tide upon the shore
you and I grow bolder;
A flower before the bloom.
There's one thing missing in this guy's life
A role in the hay with a somebody's wife
Just for an hour
Perhaps in the shower
Nothing naughty, just to break the ice
There's one thing missing in this guy's life
A role in the hay with a somebody's wife
Just for an hour
Perhaps in the shower
Nothing naughty, just to break the ice
There's one thing missing in this guy's life
A role in the hay with somebody's wife
Just for an hour
Perhaps in the shower
Nothing naughty, maybe just to break the ice
Great pick-up line “Where have I been all your life?”
That's a reason for concern but should break the ice
Guarantees further contact
Perhaps sexual combat
So what am I doing here on bended knee
Great pick-up line “where have I been all your life?”
That's a reason for concern but should break the ice
Guarantees further contact
Perhaps even sexual combat
In fact, what the hell am I doing here to be precise
In this ??cold weather?,
Don't give me the ??cold shoulder?
because you have ?#cold feet? about us.
We were skating on thin ??ice? with our first date.
But how else could we have tested the? waters??
I mean, that's why people break the ice in the first place..
New silence
The pensive awkward silence
Of a new relationship
Sitting, waiting, hoping
For something to say
To break the ice
Fear of rejection.
Painful
Silence.
Old silence
So intimate
So intentional
Timed to perfection
Lost gazing
At love
Broken only with
A kiss
Inside/Outside
Maze of life, Mirror of thought
Brain symbiosis on bureaucratic
Check the bank
The recognition dizzied, paralyzed
Come thunder to break the ice
Come harpoon to cut control
Bring spirit underground
Where echoed sounds still resound
Love reigns in wet drops
Love conquers all shields
Form:
lets break the ice
melting sitting
upon the knee
standing tall
love the tower
of strength
with unity of mind
could hear
a thousand voices
singing this moment
handing over
a token
undying love
scarlet red
holding in the hands
a crimson delight
from the deepest
red dripping raw
opening in the chest
a treasure
freshly bloomed
mine heart
within you
a rose
i give
you my all
I know what my God can do,
Through me and through you,
He points out and puts into focus,
Carrying one heart to another to place us in motion,
When I feel him move, I follow his lead,
Because in my heart I believe,
We are drawn to love for a purpose,
Touching the core of our heart under the surface,
The walls we build throughout our lives,
He knows just who to send to break the ice,
Here I come a calling
All sweet and kind
Thinking of you
All the time
Nice, nice
I'm smelling nice
Shine, shine
I shined my shoes
brush, brush
I brushed my hair
Lets meet
Knock, knock
Roses and wine
We will drink
Glass of wine will break the ice
Sweet , sweet
Watch me snatch a Kiss
Surrender your heart to me
We'll wine and dine everyday
And I'll sweetly whisk you away
Slit luscious green eyes
Lips fire red with passion
Tongue too tight to break the ice
Atmosphere steaming with tension
Fingertips tingle with anticipation
At the profile of her mountain peaks
Fragile aura – stirring perfumed lotion
Italian opera – when she speaks
I’m a hard rock from Oort
She said, I’m a flame from Venus
First time this side of the belt?
First contact - extreme - fire and smiles
Through iambic pentameter I sing!
Without thee nary a poem I'd put down.
Break the ice? In a pickle? No such thing.
Had not found a home in this word town.
Yet not all that glitters is syllabic.
And perhaps not all the world's a stanza.
To be pentameter of the iambic
Or not to be? What a real bonanza!
The world is your gooey lump in a shell.
Join the wild goose chase or move to Carmel.
We are meant to break the ice of hibernation.
Each year as spring begins.
All winter was a trance.
Which kept me warm, but also unimaginative.
Now, I am uninhibited.
Spring is, at first, an interruption.
But eventually it becomes all encompassing.
Leaves that are elegant.
That flatter the stoic branches.
Hope that was once obscure.
During that winter that used to protect us all.
I saw you today
waiting in the hallway
and you didn't even
acknowledge my presence
I decided to break the ice
which seemed to have grown over
while you were away
So I said hi
with a bright cheerful smile
you mumbled something
looked at your shoes
and walked away
And now I'm standing
alone in the empty hall
watching you with
your back to me
walking away
Leaving me
one-hundred percent
Confused.
When Should I Smile?
Smile, they say. It will help break the ice.
Smile, they say. It does not cost anything.
Smile, they say, it will help fix everything.
So, why should I smile?
To show that I am not sad?
To make you feel less bad?
To forget my anger?
I don't think so.
I will smile when I want to.
I will smile when I need to.
I will smile when I feel like.
I will smile....for me!
Instead of acting like you’re in mourning
With a smiling face, just say good morning
Instead of walking around with a frown
Just be happy without being a clown
Kids don’t need for your tales to be gory
Why not share with them, a funny story
No need to go on about your ex-wife
Say something humorous about your life
To break the ice so that others will laugh
This morning, I woke up, clothed in the bath
duck lost its balance
impressive version of splits -
sliding - frozen pond
clumsy behavior
cold winter reality -
humor - break the ice
26/11/2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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she wants to be a star
i want to be a hero
we want to break the ice
so we become a combined source of warmth
she wants to join the others
i want to be myself
we want to soothe the modern melancholy
so we become a combined clear road steadily pacing
she wants the gentlest of peacefulness
i want the calmest version of contentment
we want to alter our everyday drab direction
so we become a divine deluge masterfully creating a bonded river of change
I’m a wanderer by design
I meander about the town
Not trying to refine anything
Just spreading my life around
Just looking for conversation
I smile to break the ice
For me that’s how it flows
I wander around in life
No path to trace me from
Or course to follow me from
I listen talk and laugh about
Anything that might become
Yes I’m a wanderer by design
And of course I drift away
I guess one day I’ll hang a sign
“Done wandering here to stay”
Penguin was embarrassed because he had fallen through the ice.
He had not done it only one time, he had done it thrice.
Anchorage Alaskan penguins cheered and yelled “one more time!”
He became a hero of sorts, so he felt a bit more sublime.
Now on a roll, he decided to try to break the ice.
He jumped on it hard, but it was as solid as blackjack dice.
He tried again, and the other penguins cheered him on.
Not embarrassed now, he began skating on the pond.
My eye on her case
i gave the verdict she was hot
her love would keep me warm for life i thought
but never judge a book by its cover that i was taught
Now she is gone i guess that was summer love
am all alone freezing in loneliness
i will call this winter break because
a mere thought of her sends a could shiver down my spine
let me break the ice am over her
and am still a cool guy
am jumping up and down in jubilation
and i will call this spring time