A winged mermaid blossoms,
awash with marine snow ~
Poseidon's ocean-pearl,
breathing jasmine sirens
as iced eyelashes curl...
A winged mermaid blossoms,
when fish-angels ache for
arctic apricity,
and glacial nymphs carve a
cruel felicity...
A winged mermaid blossoms,
as strawberry conch shells,
drape the neon sea-star ~
my minty sun trembles,
and sheds its sherbet scar...
A winged mermaid blossoms,
hearts of manta rays swath
with love's ivory rose -
unfurling aqua kins,
that ruby thorns unfroze...
Poor Frosty’s carrot had unfroze
Quite useless for a snowman’s nose
It looked such a sight
Bending to the right
Looks like a limp ‘dong' I suppose
So frosty visited his doc
Said his carrot looked like a limp ‘sock’
It’s gone soft and looks pink
Kinda looks like a shrimp
Kid’s uploaded me onto tik tok
Doc urgently gets on the case
(Limp carrot cause he cannot trace)
He’ll make a carrot crutch
Which will help him so much
Soon carrot’ll be back on his face
The carrot gets wrapped in a splint
It stiffens, Frosty thinks that’s mint
Frosty’s nose now looks ace
Firmly back on his face
Limp ‘carrot’ just use the doc’s hint
For Barry thanks for the inspiration xx
04/04/22
Of late
No spate
Flow rate
Not great
Two trips
Just drips
Still urge
To purge
Turn, toss
Sleep loss
Do care,
Eight rare
Doc backs
Flowmax
True fact:
Clear tract
Unfroze
Fire hose
All night
Sleep right
Pee great,
See straight!
Big grin,
Sleep win!
A long gaze
out the window
you see the cold road
covered in bright
white winter snow
as the cold wind blows
you hold close
the hot mug of chocolate to unfroze
your tingling fingers and toes
tiny balls of marshmallows floating on top
like fallen snow balls that drop
to fill the stockings up with presents
this time of year, is about spending time
with family and friends, peers
as the nights drawing in
my son's was making his
Christmas list
i see how happy he his
and i feel like the kid
holding his dreams, as i kiss
him good night
dressing up as Santa for the night
the feeling of Christmas morning, as a child
now as a farther i get to see my child’s smile
hands frozen from making our snowman
grab the hat and scarf take a picture that will last
for ever that's how i can relive this moment
in this poem
as we watch as Rudolf reindeer
flying over the night sky
the family round the table festive cheer
as the night
closes drinking wine and beer
laughing and joking
gone has another year,
breathing in the heated air
as I'm falling asleep in grandpa's chair......
The road is long
Sad is the song
I don’t know where we are going and before long
Spirit hurts like feet from long voyage burned by fiery tongue
Her eyes cold like diamond hoarfrost
In their depth traveling soul is lost
It might find its way through but at what cost
The moon lighten river of blood first must be crossed
The moon sheds pearl shaped tears
The road like a beacon of hope appears
The dropping of moon’s tears
The very soul of girl with cold eyes hears
The girls’ eyes are now covered by tears
Just as moon will have its own tears
Wind like time will dry those tears
In ballad sang by the wind philosophical question appears
The meaning like fire grows
The girls’ spirit now unfroze
The way of life becomes clear and filled with petals of a rose
The moon’s tears are now of joy not sorrows
2 lips kissed then froze, the heat of passion unfroze this pose, love chose to impregnate our spirits to give birth 2 our souls, your breast I tenderly squeeze, your ******** arose, I gently penetrated your pink pretty rose, those tight walls of your wettest wine, makes me explode, we froze and again, the heat of passion unfroze this pose, love chose 2 open our nose, the scent of love I suppose, the sun shining, the sky fell low, I’m still enjoying your pink pretty rose covered in snow, I love this pose, I love your soul, I love your pink pretty rose ,we can survive the cold, let’s stay froze I love this pose.
A stranger once offered me
A cup of hot chocolate.
He looked awfully familiar
So, smiling, I accepted it
As I gaze at the light drizzle outside.
But the boiling brew
Warmed my body not
Nor it unfroze my cold, lonely heart.
It was molten live coals. Furiously it burnt
On my tender pink.
Wincing, I
Drew back but, oh!
Too late.
Rich, milky, burnt-sienna
Had scalded pale pink
So badly it left a lasting
Sting
And an icy-cold heart.
I take no more hot chocolate
From any stranger ever since.
Tongues and lips heal
But not hearts.
Mine never thaws.
And what stings more
Than the bitter, dark, hell-brewed chocolate,
Bubbling-hot and vicious on dear lips,
Is how I now see that
Everyone is a stranger to
Me.
As the sunrise wake me up
You awake my heart attack
And again can only hurt
And no where is where to hide
As the blood is staying warm
All my love resembles dram
You the actress and Tiran
All I feel is love and pain
As still tears can come from eyes
I will try to catch my chance
I will try unfroze your heart
Will retry to reach your light
As the world is staying round
I will hope to understand
I will search the only path
Which will lead me to success
As I feel the breath of night
And you live in weaken heart
I will pray and ask my God
To conquer you and surround
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