Winter Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#winter
Univocalic (E)
Remember the December weekend
when we went There?
We were free!
Bed; sleep; zen!
Yet...
extreme freeze!
We were very peeved.
Trees were bent by the breeze;
the cement, the green—
deep sheet; gentle sheen.
Brr!
Where's my vest?
The vestments? The helmets?
Tremble, freeze, eek!
Remedy: expend restless, excess energy.
Flex feet, flex knees;
exert selves.
Deep freeze.
Breeze between zephyr, vent.
Help!
Hey! New jeep!
Wheels repel elements.
Whee!
Where we...
when we went There?
We were free!
Bed; sleep; zen!
Yet...
extreme freeze!
We were very peeved.
Trees were bent by the breeze;
the cement, the green—
deep sheet; gentle sheen.
Brr!
Where's my vest?
The vestments? The helmets?
Tremble, freeze, eek!
Remedy: expend restless, excess energy.
Flex feet, flex knees;
exert selves.
Deep freeze.
Breeze between zephyr, vent.
Help!
Hey! New jeep!
Wheels repel elements.
Whee!
Where we...
#PowerOfWords
#storm
#wind #winter
#wind #winter
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Chattered Teeth
Its frigid like a whip outside
the Hawk is out
I took two steps in brisk
to land clenched teeth in mouth
Consider me a visiting guest
I’m not used to low temps
There’s beach life sun at home
arctic gust took my energy limp
Dr. Seuss me some Camu Camu
to keep immunity high
Then toke condensated puffs in jest
to keep comic from going awry
I can’t stand in the cold
I can’t stand it at all
Have me laid up in downed sheets
smothered curled in a ball
Sniffles flute to whistle
wrapped burrito like when born ...
the Hawk is out
I took two steps in brisk
to land clenched teeth in mouth
Consider me a visiting guest
I’m not used to low temps
There’s beach life sun at home
arctic gust took my energy limp
Dr. Seuss me some Camu Camu
to keep immunity high
Then toke condensated puffs in jest
to keep comic from going awry
I can’t stand in the cold
I can’t stand it at all
Have me laid up in downed sheets
smothered curled in a ball
Sniffles flute to whistle
wrapped burrito like when born ...
#countryside
#fall
#sky
#wind
#winter
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Simple
The sun out here is so bright.
Around the snaking slippery banks.
Of this creek.
It's still winter.
But the snow is melting into peculiar puddles.
That line the slushy snow.
There's always reserved ravens.
And a couple of crows.
Looming ominously over the skeletal remains of the glen by the creek.
Stillness.
Dried out carcasses.
Of recycled animals.
Brown and black with dirt.
It's quiet.
Out here.
In the boonies.
WIth the shrill cold wind blowing through leaveless trees.
Around the snaking slippery banks.
Of this creek.
It's still winter.
But the snow is melting into peculiar puddles.
That line the slushy snow.
There's always reserved ravens.
And a couple of crows.
Looming ominously over the skeletal remains of the glen by the creek.
Stillness.
Dried out carcasses.
Of recycled animals.
Brown and black with dirt.
It's quiet.
Out here.
In the boonies.
WIth the shrill cold wind blowing through leaveless trees.
#winter
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Seasonal Expedition
Our expedition started in Fall, days get short, nights are cold, then the frost freezes all.
Do you remember Winter my belly warmed up them toes.
Sniffling and sneezing as the boogers flow from your nose.
For me please be patient as Winter breaks into spring. blanket of snow soon will melt, you and I listen to all the songs they will sing.
We chirp our way into summer, warm, fuzzy sun has its lips on our skin. Let's not cheap out on the lotion or we might boil from within.
Do you remember Winter my belly warmed up them toes.
Sniffling and sneezing as the boogers flow from your nose.
For me please be patient as Winter breaks into spring. blanket of snow soon will melt, you and I listen to all the songs they will sing.
We chirp our way into summer, warm, fuzzy sun has its lips on our skin. Let's not cheap out on the lotion or we might boil from within.
#fall
#spring
#summer #winter
#summer #winter
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Dry logs redden and snap;
Dry logs redden and snap;
The fire is soon impressive.
The wolf moon takes better shape
As night begins to settle in.
I watch the conflagration spike;
A spark flies off, then others
Like the universe had coaxed them
To become one of the stars.
The fire is soon impressive.
The wolf moon takes better shape
As night begins to settle in.
I watch the conflagration spike;
A spark flies off, then others
Like the universe had coaxed them
To become one of the stars.
#winter
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Crystal Winter Sky
The day moves so slowly
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
#heaven
#nature
#rhyming
#spiritual
#winter
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don’t know how, or why
saw a butterfly drifting erratically past the window
in early february
and you said that’s not
possible of
course that it might quite well have been late january
but it definitely caught my eye
in early february
and you said that’s not
possible of
course that it might quite well have been late january
but it definitely caught my eye
#butterfly
#winter
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February Frost
The oak trees in winter
into the painted grey skies
ghosts of the midwinter fires
flames of darkness, touching down on earth
the purest water of the black lake
the great cold death brought forth
into the painted grey skies
ghosts of the midwinter fires
flames of darkness, touching down on earth
the purest water of the black lake
the great cold death brought forth
#dark
#death
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
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I’m cold
in a dressing gown over my clothes most
of the time in the house during winter
saves putting on the heating of course we
have the occasional visitor but
darling I don’t care what they’re thinking
of the time in the house during winter
saves putting on the heating of course we
have the occasional visitor but
darling I don’t care what they’re thinking
#winter
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Coffee Haiku, a Cycle
Cup of coffee left.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
On low wall outside office.
Collecting raindrops.
Two days pass, a third.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
Is it now more rain?
A light winter frost.
It glazes leaves and walkways.
Coffee cup remains, sat there.
#coffee
#haiku
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
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Winter Luminescence
Whisp of cold air
Flying flakes free
Ice upon my hair
Falling to my knees
Coming of twilight
Sitting in snow
Between day and night
Wait for stars to show
Shine without heat
Cold to the bone
Freezing my feet
For winter has shown
Though without dread
In the frozen glade
With naught but leaves dead
In bliss I wade
Flying flakes free
Ice upon my hair
Falling to my knees
Coming of twilight
Sitting in snow
Between day and night
Wait for stars to show
Shine without heat
Cold to the bone
Freezing my feet
For winter has shown
Though without dread
In the frozen glade
With naught but leaves dead
In bliss I wade
#dawn
#forest
#night
#snow
#winter
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Sun Blindness.
The snow carpets everything.
And I can't see.
It's so bright.
The white permeates existence and shines oh so brilliantly.
Blotched here and there with the thrown up refuse of passing cars.
Dirty grey stains on the blinding incandescent light.
My eyes hurt.
As I see the silhouette of a magpie.
Chasing away a mangy old fox who won't survive the winter.
And I'm always tired.
Walking on.
This slippery ice.
I always catch myself.
Before I fall.
But,
My scarf is falling down. ...
And I can't see.
It's so bright.
The white permeates existence and shines oh so brilliantly.
Blotched here and there with the thrown up refuse of passing cars.
Dirty grey stains on the blinding incandescent light.
My eyes hurt.
As I see the silhouette of a magpie.
Chasing away a mangy old fox who won't survive the winter.
And I'm always tired.
Walking on.
This slippery ice.
I always catch myself.
Before I fall.
But,
My scarf is falling down. ...
#winter
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