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.
"Do you know what you're going to do yet?" Mona asked her friend, Violet. Their high top Converse sneakers thwacked against the sidewalk like the rubber soles did everyday; morning and afternoon, to and from school. The sky's largest star launched rays downward as Violet's sigh trailed into autumn's open air. The beech tree on … Continue reading The Night The Constellations Extinguished: A Short Story
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.”
"Grayscale languageInvisibility bleeds,Pastel's vigorous absence." "The glitter dribbles,And it profusely stings." "Land, seaMapped wrinkles, creasesOn sleeves." "Rhythmic pacing ofCement pouring,Daytime fades." "Eleven thousandLavender skiesHave surpassed us." "Balcony doorOpen forYou, sun, moon.” "EntrancedIn the shade ofRubied pomegranate." "The vintage airPricks our nostrils nostalgically." "Desert rains,I am onlyYour afterthought."
The lush of theCanopyMade my eyesFill with glareAs parakeet paletteGlinted back at me,A shineHarsher than the sun. Peaked and ducked,Long rays from skyTo footprint pathwaysWeaved in the breezeBuried, then revealedLike the letter WIn the branches. Thick trunksCrackled in chipped barkDripped in sodden sap,As burly rootsGrappled at feetManeuvered around leavesAnd across moss beds,Careful not to disturb … Continue reading A November Poem: Field Notes