Winter by Top Critiquers Poems
#winter
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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green
I'm hurting in the green of you
tears sting my face
an upturned daisy seeking the sun
clouds shadow from your gaze
my petals turn inward from the cold
I seek comfort where I can
to die at winter's hands
cruel fate
my soul glazed over at the chill
the winds bellow
I saw you on the horizon
I turned away
I followed the sun, instead
where green is still beautiful
tears sting my face
an upturned daisy seeking the sun
clouds shadow from your gaze
my petals turn inward from the cold
I seek comfort where I can
to die at winter's hands
cruel fate
my soul glazed over at the chill
the winds bellow
I saw you on the horizon
I turned away
I followed the sun, instead
where green is still beautiful
#love
#summer
#winter #metaphor
#winter #metaphor
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Snapshot
First snowfall 2021
Window panes of glass
bend evening's light
transforming an espresso landscape
into snowflaked obsidian—
a phenocryst crystal, reflecting
a solitary soloist perched
on a shivering pin oak's limb
No bigger than my palm
its shrill organ penetrates
a Universe of soft silence
despite the absence
of light or warmth
'And I think to myself,
What a Wonderful World'
~
Window panes of glass
bend evening's light
transforming an espresso landscape
into snowflaked obsidian—
a phenocryst crystal, reflecting
a solitary soloist perched
on a shivering pin oak's limb
No bigger than my palm
its shrill organ penetrates
a Universe of soft silence
despite the absence
of light or warmth
'And I think to myself,
What a Wonderful World'
~
#birds
#winter
#nature
#snow
#music
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WHILE IT'S COLD OUT THERE
Wave of mistletoe,
neither could say no.
While it's cold out there,
indoors we get bare.
Gratify desire
by roaring log fire,
fortified by wine
made from summer vine.
in our love so snug,
writhing on a rug,
thusting and heaving,
with heavy breathing.
Cheerful spllling seed,
satisfying need
we have to connect
that none else suspect.
neither could say no.
While it's cold out there,
indoors we get bare.
Gratify desire
by roaring log fire,
fortified by wine
made from summer vine.
in our love so snug,
writhing on a rug,
thusting and heaving,
with heavy breathing.
Cheerful spllling seed,
satisfying need
we have to connect
that none else suspect.
#lust
#erotic
#winter
#rhyming
#sensual
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I wouldn't say Suicidal but January Challenges One ...
The gloom
Early sunset
Cold earth
Waiting
Just waiting
For what you ask
You know
For a reason to believe
For one warmer day to tease us
For anything
A laugh
A smile
An embrace....
Early sunset
Cold earth
Waiting
Just waiting
For what you ask
You know
For a reason to believe
For one warmer day to tease us
For anything
A laugh
A smile
An embrace....
#winter
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Baby Birds Bound
Beneath the black rainbow shadows hide
in the space where dreams and fears collide.
Balls and globes, spinning in the dark,
soap bubbles reflecting a fleeting spark.
A spectrum shrouded in an eerie hue.
Unseen colors in a night’s dew.
Not ready to fly, grounded wings,
bound by the weight of untold things.
In the silence echoes of tomorrow
wrapped in a cocoon of quiet sorrow.
The black rainbow, a solemn arc,
marking paths through the uncharted dark.
Fragile hopes like bubbles rise
yet fall back not...
in the space where dreams and fears collide.
Balls and globes, spinning in the dark,
soap bubbles reflecting a fleeting spark.
A spectrum shrouded in an eerie hue.
Unseen colors in a night’s dew.
Not ready to fly, grounded wings,
bound by the weight of untold things.
In the silence echoes of tomorrow
wrapped in a cocoon of quiet sorrow.
The black rainbow, a solemn arc,
marking paths through the uncharted dark.
Fragile hopes like bubbles rise
yet fall back not...
#birds
#mirror
#tradition
#wind
#winter
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A Sonnet for The Solstice
Here we are at winter's solstice
where it's tough to stay warm and dry.
Yet some things from summer I will not miss
such as the lazy bumble fly.
Or excessive auto exhaust.
Or thorns on blackberry vines.
And roadkill, by Goodyear tire embossed,
whereon that bumble fly dines.
Such scenes on hot August asphalt
make summer such a wretched thing,
like that whole humidity gestalt
with all of its hidrosis cling!
The best time on the calendar, or clocks,
is either one, or the other...equinox!
where it's tough to stay warm and dry.
Yet some things from summer I will not miss
such as the lazy bumble fly.
Or excessive auto exhaust.
Or thorns on blackberry vines.
And roadkill, by Goodyear tire embossed,
whereon that bumble fly dines.
Such scenes on hot August asphalt
make summer such a wretched thing,
like that whole humidity gestalt
with all of its hidrosis cling!
The best time on the calendar, or clocks,
is either one, or the other...equinox!
#winter
#nature
#astronomy
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the things that matter...
❤️
no star
no fancy tree
but I have loved ones
all gathered cheerfully around me
no other earthly presents I will ever need
love trumps all...the most priceless gift I know
may yule
bring you
peace... hope... cheer... love most of all
no star
no fancy tree
but I have loved ones
all gathered cheerfully around me
no other earthly presents I will ever need
love trumps all...the most priceless gift I know
may yule
bring you
peace... hope... cheer... love most of all
#winter
#holiday
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January
January's twilight horizon was a striking tangerine pink.
The cold brittle hours seem to turn agonizingly slow.
Soul searching with way too much time to think.
Frigid air preserves the stark milk white snow.
The sun and my heart struggle in their morning ascent.
The enigma of despair is disguised in many forms.
Questioning life where the road is unknown and bent.
Answers buried in the ravage of mental storms.
I imagine the soft warmth of spring sun on my face.
Hope prevails despite winter's brutal little death's. ...
The cold brittle hours seem to turn agonizingly slow.
Soul searching with way too much time to think.
Frigid air preserves the stark milk white snow.
The sun and my heart struggle in their morning ascent.
The enigma of despair is disguised in many forms.
Questioning life where the road is unknown and bent.
Answers buried in the ravage of mental storms.
I imagine the soft warmth of spring sun on my face.
Hope prevails despite winter's brutal little death's. ...
#loneliness
#winter
#hope
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Winter sunsets
Winter sunsets - a meeting of ice and flame,
Overflows of colors, as on a bright banner,
The sky is blue, blue and gray,
And the snow is colored and soft white ...
The sun goes down, red color is added,
And yellow evaporates - there are no mistakes,
The snow darkens, the burgundy sky ,
ashy heights,
The fire will soon go out -
all the colors have gathered ...
All this is mesmerizing
you can not take your eyes off,
The landscape ennobles and makes us understand,
Nature is perfection, its colorful...
Overflows of colors, as on a bright banner,
The sky is blue, blue and gray,
And the snow is colored and soft white ...
The sun goes down, red color is added,
And yellow evaporates - there are no mistakes,
The snow darkens, the burgundy sky ,
ashy heights,
The fire will soon go out -
all the colors have gathered ...
All this is mesmerizing
you can not take your eyes off,
The landscape ennobles and makes us understand,
Nature is perfection, its colorful...
#beauty
#winter
#nature
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Visions Of September
It is the Autumn, of your eyes
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
#fall
#spring
#summer #winter
#summer #winter
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Can't even find the stairs
Snow drifts
snow mounds
snow mountains...
snow here
snow there
it's freaking everywhere
on the roofs
on the roads,
stealing sidewalks
swallowing cars
and eating up parking spaces,
slipping and sliding
falling down
on the ground.
where the freak are the stairs.
snow mounds
snow mountains...
snow here
snow there
it's freaking everywhere
on the roofs
on the roads,
stealing sidewalks
swallowing cars
and eating up parking spaces,
slipping and sliding
falling down
on the ground.
where the freak are the stairs.
#winter
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DU Poetry : Winter by Top Critiquers Poems