A breathing skyEncased in snowLike a ribcage andA humming heart. A happy componentSeen in snowflakeReflections,FragmentedIn the perfumesAnd moons ofEveryday. Horizons and valleysIced in white,And you are seenRibboned in the picturesque moment,And felt in the stillnessOf frozenChaos. Where in snowflakes,I used to see myself Only. A new winterAnd things areDifferentNow.
The world,Hilltop and street cornerEncased in gray wrappingAs snow whizzes,Dressing big blue mailboxesAnd street lamps. A glacial wind,Tangles the hairOf sidewalk wanderersAnd nighttime gypsies. Winter draftsPrick our earsAnd curl around the skinWe try to hide. Whispering whirlwindsHoller the namesWe wish to never hear again,So we put on earmuffs.
Ice and snow, tinseled terrain illuminates.Gray boots borrow knots of snow, flurries stuffed between the tangled patterns of the sole.Lonely igloo, frozen bricks staggered in a pallid fresco.Out, open, a peeking entrywayOrange light trickles as a fire flickers, and wanderers approach.Stamped footprints leave behind the printed journey, like a silkscreen or icy talisman.
Bands, braids, and beltsFidget and pranceRadiate and gleamIn shimmering sheetsOf atmospheric flickers. Like that crystallineGlisten in your eye. Swaths of skyHover brightlyIn the thousand nightsOf winter,Behind a blizzard moonShining metallically. Violet feathersGreen trembles,Twinkling in ribbons. A decorative luminanceLike that glisten in your eye. Wintertide plunges,Spurts fromAlaska and Antarctica seams. Snow cappedMountaintopsApplaud inFlurried angels. EmbellishedLike that … Continue reading Winter Eyes: A Poem
It is the second day of December, which means winter sky and snowy landscapes are soon arriving. Frigid temperatures are planning to land in our backyards soon enough. Plan and prepare for the December season by reading an assortment of winter themed poems to put you in the mood for the impending winter. Welcome the … Continue reading 8 Famous Poems To Get You In The Mood For Winter
The skyReflected ice skate lakes,Teal and shiny like steel. The celestial vaultWas folded like a blanketAnd placed inside the freezer,Beside the vanillaBehind the December lacedIce cube trays. The atmosphereChurned and stirredLike cookie batter.Flour sprinklingCountertop cornersAs white sliversCoated knit. The cerulean sphereWhispered and howledIn snowflakes,Magnetized to mittensAnd configuring pathwaysTo the mazes ofSnowscapes. The periwinkle havenSpun and … Continue reading A December Poem: Snowflakes
"Cloudless,Light beams don't catchAt this tidal hour." "Amorphous piecesLike theatre curtainsPeeling away,Atlantic swaying." "Swelled and foldedQuivered ripples,Before settling motionlesslyReflective." "Hands underMicroscopes,Paths back to each otherHypothesized." "Boxed attic telescopesSilver atoms,Stars and spider webs." "Cold turns balmyWinter runsSummer bounds,System glitch.”
In the treesWith the subtle breeze,Maple and sycamoreWaterfall. In the treesWith the mild breeze,Gray and cream scarvesFlutter like silken snow owls. In the treesWith the shivered breeze,Chestnut squirrelsPluck their tails. In the treesWith the billowed breeze,Orange harmoniesAnd yellow melodiesChime as the sun driftsIn thenOut. In the treesWith the blizzard breeze,The lapis skyLapped at EastAnd folded … Continue reading An October Poem: In The Trees
Eight original haikus inspired by cooling weather and the vigor of autumn. Rubied polygons Autumn's dust sprinkles downward Crinkled by footprints. The compass spinned North Pinecone bunches crowded feet Juniper island. A cinnamon scarf Hugs her neck cozily and Will let go in bloom. You stitched as time ticked Woolen web of space and time … Continue reading 8 Original Haikus
Fields sprinkled inGood morning residue,Sprout tips dipped inMidnight's dainty drops. Calves and cowsMake their rounds,By the fenceShared with weeds. Their coatsPure whiteLike kitchen cream. Shielded sunClouds distort,Golden hillTeal land sweepsBeneath. A creek tricklesIn meager chains ofSterling. The center treeBegins to bareLeaves abandoningThe bended branches. Grass blades pressBeneath the heavy printsOf polk-a-dottedBeasts. Summer rollsLike the fog,Autumn … Continue reading A September Poem: Cows