snow
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Pain is like snow.
You look up—
And no matter how hard you squint,
You can't quite see where it's coming from.
From time to time it may stop,
But in reality,
It's rushing at you,
All at once.
The wind does blow on a cold winter night,
But this night, no one listens.
The snow drifts softly upon the grass,
But there are no feet to tread upon it.
Time does not stop, and time does not slow,
snow caps treetops
like the cap that snug on your head,
hugging your scalp
the way i wish i could hug you.
the icy flakes outside dot my face
Yes, the finely floating feathers
Floating in the sky
One of the feathers
Even caressed my eye!
Ye olde agua,
Frozen is dismissed.
Oh, my dear Elsa!
Let us dance, dance,
Forever more.
The Wolf Pass by AM King
In spring’s horse ride through the mountainous pass,
Early morning’s dusted with snow that fell.
The horses uneasy, picked up a smell,
Became more unsettled in the crevasse.
The Wolf Pass by AM King
In spring’s horse ride through the mountainous pass,
Early morning’s dusted with snow that fell.
The horses uneasy, picked up a smell,
Became more unsettled in the crevasse.
As they looked out at the world
The Snow dancing around them
He looked over at her,
“What do you think happens when the Snow melts?”
She stood there for a moment
The wind whips through your body,
crushes your will, kills your spirit.
Demons of black ice chase you down,
fury in their shattered snow scraper eyes.
The field lay,
sad, cold, brown stalks rising rigidly and meaningless
from blue snow in footprinted rows
dark in the light of the orange sun
An odeto the short lived snowflakethat took refugebetween my curlsthis morning.
Fell from the skyinto the armsof my woolen beanie,bouncing offinto my hair.
Snow is falling,
Winter is calling.
Snowflakes are dancing as they gingerly fall to the ground,
And the spirit of the season is traveling all around.
School is closed for the inclement weather,
Snow lightly coats the top of the river,
Sides of houses covered in icicles,
Christmas lights shine so bright
Headlights look too similar.
I danced in the riverbanks and couldn't help
When the Light Fades
Natali Hutcheson
Hurry!
Green mountains turn to dark silhouettes
2 June 2019 10:37 AM
Flakes of light drifting down
Radiant dreams touch all around
What light adorns this wonderful world
That shadow would run to find the door
I learned I was growing up,
On a cold, snowy day
After returning from the christmas holiday
I learned I was growing up
When I heard whispers of other students;
"Did you hear?"
When a hush lies across the land
Stillness rare and precious
When the birds flit bright in the forest
Sparks of the flame of life
When the sea lies calm under a layer of crystals
An opaque expanse of serenity
as my feet shift heavily
lumbering forward
on this iceberg ground,
i cast my gaze on the
world above
me.
as i approach an organized pile
of bricks and glass,
white teardrops of flecks
A chilly wind blows tonight with stiff lips,
whistling a dirge down the dark, empty glen
Clouds hover in an apple-crisp night sky
Thin, streaming clouds, stingy clouds
Red and Gold
Losing its hold
On nature itself.
Amongst the many whites
Of natures many delights
The trees now all bare
The snow falling without care
While I stand
Thick feathers protecting soft down
Feathers muddy brown reflecting sunlight
Sky’s scent absorbed in flight
Piercing eyes knowing secrets
Eggs in unstable nested in an unstable world
The gentle fall of silver flakes
Within my head a image does make
How can it be so cold and cruel
When it is the one true rule
The frost that covers these frozen lands
The sting of hail as it hits my hands
Snow fell in huge flakes
as it was just the perfect atmospheric conditions.
The sky was hues of purple and blue.
School cancelled for the week,
allowing two girls two sleep on the pull-out couch,
Snow, drifting on a cloudless night
The only light is that which reflects
From the stringed lights onto that snow
The air is crisp
A definite chill is in the air
Cardinals balance on icy branches
Dear Snowflake,
oh
Why
Did you
Leap from the
Clouds, my
Dear
Tiny angel?
Were you tossed
For being cursed with an icy
Red, orange, yellow, brown.
A Technicolor, rainbow town.
Children go outside and play.
Even though the clouds are grey.
Dear Snowfall,
Nothing falls quite like you
You come in like a thief, taking the ground and anything living with your decent
If I slumber with the stars
Your patterns will cover me, consume me
Where have the roses gone from my garden?
Look how those left freeze in cold winter wind;
Nothing I can do nor ask for pardon
To save the lovely petals as they’re thinned.
A snowflake kiss On my lips Over in a second Melted away A snowflake butterfly On my eyes Gone so fast Dripping like tears A snowflake embrace As I lay down Here for the moment Till it turns to spring A snowflake friend Child-sized An
Kiss a dead girl?
Kiss her ruddy lips, her stark face. They called her Snow White, a pretty name for a corpse. Snow White, evoking glistens of fresh crystal, the name portrayed the cold dead of winter. The cold, dead of winter.
The snow falls,
a blanket of white
a cover of black.
Two lovers stroll
hands clasped and eyes locked.
Lost in a world of magic.
They are one;
completely surrendering
Once upon a time, there was the fairest maiden whose beauty matched the frosty snow
At the same time, the warmth of her heart matched her fiery red lips
Throughout the kingdom, everyone knew her innocent beauty would glow
Once upon a time...
Not so very long ago
Before the wind had come to blow
A girl who lived with long blond hair
Came to finally see the snow.
To her delight, and her mother's fright
In the coldest Winter
you were the coat that kept me warm
Made from many patches
all my favorite colours
I trust you like the fire
treading through snow storms
With your embrace comes wisdom
Descend in a bed of white pale as snow,
A gleaming path sprinting far and low,
A borough buried bleakly as day turns to night.
Once upon a time,
Maiden, you have felt Spring’s breath upon cheek
Swept off to castle by Nature’s full bloom
Behind veil you remain impenetrable to critique
Crossing the threshold with fairest of grooms.
I breathed, in and out, the soft smell of freshly fallen snow tricking my senses.
And as the sun beamed brightly, brilliantly, and gloriously, I smirked, even though it was only ever so slightly.
Bright, twinkle, wet,
So peaceful and quiet
Shouts of joy from children
So beautiful to watch
A peaceful day for all
“There’s blood on the snow!” I cry,My words are like the wind whisking by.Revealed in those sheets of snow so white,Cultivates a crimson cause for fright.
It’s cold this time of year
Bitter fights
White frosted hands
and words
School is tiring
Dull and monotonous
It is warm though
The way that the sun sets and the sky looks as if it’s on fire,
Sitting on the edge looking down endless rows of trees and wanting to be even higher,
Whenever I’m alone
On a snowy, winter night
Or lost in the world
With only darkness in sight
I look for some things
That will make my life bright;
The foreigner
makes his way
as the snow falls.
His feet,
unaccustomed,
are awkward and crude,
and leave a crooked
muddied
trail
in a vast
and white
field.
roastingwinter mealsjust beforethe snow hits,the dry chilling airencircles us twolittle penguinsin our black overcoatsas we smellsweet sugars formupon the darkening skin
I found a snowfall kind of boy
One who just silences the world,
when he comes around.
It takes a delicate touch
to keep a snowflake
I cannot say
That have such a touch
Snow twirls through the air
Soft and dainty
Crafted elegantly with designs
The human eye can't see
The sky is gray
White
Who really knows
It shields the cozy homes below
NO
What song was I listening to?
NO
How fast was I going?
NO
What time was it?
NO
Where was I going?
NO
Where did I come from?
NO
Where is my other tire?
NO
A swift, steady, determined shake
Sleeping village from slumber wakes
The lonely streets caressed by flakes
The town turns over, but snoozes on
Sometimes the birds will sing on Sunday
Sometimes the birds won't sing
Sometimes the flowers bloom early
Sometimes it snows in Spring
Sometimes the sun sleeps at twilight
Leaving a painted sky
Winter Wonderland
Snow all around the area.
It is an enjoyable hysteria.
Let the snow fall before me.
headlights in stark spaces where the bones curled in the stasis of the veins, vermilion capillaries;bloodstains like velvet Januaries:crackle out like lightning- thundering like bursting hearts;
"The darkness of a shadow
The trickle of a stream
The sweet grass in a meadow]
As light cuts through the trees
The little barn owl swoops low
As a mouse rustles the leaves
Sakura, color me pink,
Sakura, color me white.
Above all colors, don't hold red.
A delicate figure among the snow,
Such jealousy and respect cannot compare
Your Wisdom and you Pride.
Snow covers a landscape all too familiar.
Winter’s clutch on suburban Maryland is slowly tightening.
I listen close for just one sound of life,
But nothing can be heard during this lifeless time.
it is cold
the breathe she sighs
freezes
forming tiny clouds over her head;
an icy halo.
" so many letters..." she mutters,
"so many words just tossed away,
Child,
I’m sorry for the cold
And the pictures in the snow
Your bright red cheeks were only reflections
of the season
Your tears ran down in the cold
Being excited to start the New Year
Knowing there is nothing to bring you bad fear
Maybe you’ll get up and grab you a beer
Happy and joyful for the upcoming cheer
Family and friends will all gather around
Catching the snowflakes as they fall
The taste of winter cold and clear
Staring at the frosty swirls etched upon the windows adoringly
The heavy blue clouds entrap the sky in their folds
Winter has descended
Walking in summer
is swimming,
legs cutting strokes
through mid-afternoon heat and humidity.
Dappled shade on the sidewalk
White little flakes, I see you coming down
From the heavy clouds, as if wearing a downy gown
Some go on houses and some on the ground
Some seem pointy and some seem round
It's snowing again
I feel like I am falling
out of the sky,
down from the highest point.
But there are always higher places.
and lower.
I am sinking into a world
that is too hot and crowded.
Cold as ice.
Intricate flakes hit the ground.
Just like me.
Fragile, but falling.
Close to destruction.
It is your best kept secret and your biggest mistake: almost like an incredibly attractive person catching your eye and then manipulating you to explore their territory and eventually uneasily stepping in.
How can I go creeping
Barefoot in the snow?
How can I love so deeply,
Someone I do not know?
There is beauty that I find
In your smile, in your eyes
In the tears while you cry
The snow dances down
Like prima ballerinas,
Floating and flitting.
It lands with not one small sound,
A lull, then orchestra swells.
Snow falls
As gently on the ground
As lovers
Caress skin.
Coating the ground
With soft whike flakes
Hushing the world around it
Until even a whisper
Cannot be heard.
Winter,why wont you go.
I am cold.
There is to much snow.
It is suppose to be spring.
Your time is over. GO!
Were is spring?
Why isnt spring here?
You know what GO winter!
My shoes stepped onto the land filled with falling snow,
My blondish hair shined in the cold day,
My brown eyes, stare at a wondering crow,
I may not be what you envisioned
That perfect porcelian doll.
It wasn't my decision
Winter time has come at last
It's time to play, forget the past
We'll jump in the rain and play in the snow
When we'll come home, nobody knows
We'll build a snowman, we'll slide down a hill
Snowflakes twirl and dance in the air
Softly prancing as a mare
Beauty swirling in the air
Softly landing in your hair
Unique serenity
Blanketing the ground
What If there wasn't any snow?
There wasn't any children hitting eachother with snowballs.
No Merry White Christmas Holiday phone calls.
No dreaming of "a white Christmas",
I remain here.
I'm frozen in place,
No one is here to warm me.
No one is here to wipe my tears.
No one is here to hear my screams.
No one is here to chase away my fears
Quiet friend, gentle touch,
white sheets, the world in its clutch.
Silently falling, blanket my mind,
Lights sparkling, snow falling.
Family's laughing, cookies baking.
Stories being told, gifts being wrapped.
Socks and slippers.
Chilli and soup.
These are a few of my favorite things.
He is winter.
He is the excitement that takes over.
His eyes are snowflakes, drifting in the wind, carpeting the land in a cloak of white.
His lips are the colors only shown by the setting sun, colors of pink.
Life has its ups and downs as you know
Things can make me sad and they can make me happy
Yet
I want to be uplifted.
Perfect euphoria is within my reach when:
I stand in the clearing of a snow-cloaked forest
I must go back to hills again, to cold and snow and sky
And all ask is a pair of skis and poles to balance by
And cold that stings and wind that blows and white that hurts the eye
The snow sprinkles down,
It clumps together,
And waits for its friends to arrive.
I, too, wait,
For something to do,
In attempts to pass the time.
My boyfriend shovels
The new fallen snow,
I want you to write me
A poem and serenade me
Like bygone days
I will wake up with snow
Reflecting blue on white ceiling
And hear your rough voice
Leave me alone
You mean nothing to me
I don't want you here
Say nothing to me
I've got snow in my ears
And water in my eyes
Your argument is invalid
I reject all your lies
Soft snow,
Falling innocently.
Whitness, quietness.
Without a care,
Fall wherever you like.
Do you hate the way that our magnetized timesturn us all to metal shavings-- push and pull--charged eachday to fill up negative spacewith negative attraction?Were you repulsed when polarities
Sunlit blanket
Of fluffy snow
Etches a sculpture,
Marble against sky.
Lacy ice
Forms a window
Shielding
From the worst truth.
It was not heralded
You step out tentatively, unsure, scared,
The cold air hitting you straight in the face.
Master is behind you, urging you on.
“It’s alright, it can’t hurt you.” Push, push, shove.
Her beauty is snow storms, tucked away,
Tiny freezing snowflakes bottled in my fingers.
It comforts me, and breaks my fall,
And its sparks set my heart alight.
This girl is unique in perfection,
the warm white tide
Your footsteps in the sand,
They’re only temporary,
Soon to fill with seawater,
Flushed orange with the last
Lost rays of shimmering daylight.
My dresses are ready,
they are all woken up.
I set out a plan,
yet it snowed all night.
:( spring was supposed to have come!
Snowflakes are falling.
My desire is failing.
I should be outside playing.
Sending snowballs sailing.
Why am I here?
There will be no learning today.
Once as a child I looked into this woman's eyes,and all I saw was this empty gray.She smiled and it was almost believable,but the gray seemed to drain the colorof her face
Fresh under soles
Crisp with crystal individuality
Blank of all expressive color
Save that which speaks
Soundly above all the others
With meaning of life, love, and beauty
Shrouding gray faulted paths
My teacher once told me
The snow absorbs sound
And that is why in winter
When the air is cold
And comes out in puffs
The world is silent
And any sound is muffled
By a heavy crystal blanket
There is nothing quite as beautiful as the first fall of snow.
Freezing, glimmering crystals adorn the ground in a white gown.
Outside it is cold and windy. Inside there is warmth and cheer.
Floating
Hovering above where I want to be
Reality isn't about keeping calm
or carrying on
Reality is fog in a forest
Orange trees swallowed whole
Unaware of what is said or heard
Glistening snow, rolling across fields,
houses, homes.
Melted at doors, windows, encrusted
on hearts.
Smooth, covering a jagged world,
hiding, obscuring,
what the world is
and was.
frostbitten cheeks and a red nose,
adorning each child's gleaming face
the first snow fall of winter
Outside is dark, dreary Without a single beam of white moonlight
The wind has stilled, mostly But heavy cold blankets the quiet town
It is dark white, freezing A land of ice but for some falling flakes
There is something wrong with my insides
They are too still, too silent
The wind blows and my brain tries to compensate so it has become my skin, my shield
it complains
jesus it's cold
There is something wrong with my insides
They are too still, too silent
The wind blows and my brain tries to compensate so it has become my skin, my shield
it complains
jesus it's cold
There are many different kinds of snow. Some kinds are good, others are better, perhaps one or two are even a little unpleasant, but all make me smile.
Snap, crackle, pop Rice Crispies
The sounds of the ice as the man, briskly
Walked. fresh snow cold as liquid nitrogen
Blanketed by sheets of fluff
Cold and plain these lands become.
Undisturbed and free of footfall,
The endless blizzard expands.
Little soldiers fall from the sky;
Trying to capture the world below.
Dressed up in coats of fair color—dive
Down from their ships above—come.
Pouring from ships of light air
I wake up,
another morning,
so cold,
getting up from this warmth that surrounds me,
feels like taking a plunge into a world of no warmth.
Stepping outside into the freezing early morning,
The bitter bite of the frosty cold
flakes dance on eyelashes and nip at noses
The crystal white city on a snow covered night
twinkling evergreens tower over, bathed in bright light and the glitter of fresh snow
Snow falling.
Mother calling.
Pies baking.
Dog shaking.
Ham burning.
Stomach churning.
Diner ready.
I’m unsteady.
Music started.
Father farted.
Tv’s on.
Christmas marathon.
Soft red lips
Turned up—a smile
Of wit and love—
Toward the lips of another
Reflections
In each other’s eyes
Radiant light
Shrouds her body
A silky gown of dreams
Are youso cold?Barefooted, youwalk onice. You areunaffected by thebite of thecrystalsdancing in theturbulent wind.Snowflakes crownyour headas you hang
This sweater of mine is ready for the breezing weather
Wraps around me, not light like a feather
Golden ball of fire hides behind the fluff
Oh, what a wonderful season full of stuff
apples, leaves, candy
Feather Light Flakes
Feather light flakes drift down from the sky,
Dusting the flowers that only just died,
Soaking through leaves that only just dried.
You wake up to silence
Freefalling
A tiny white crystal of ice
Descending from heaven
A precious gift
Glittering in the light
Falling, sparkling, beautiful
In its own right
A masterpiece unto itself
lemon sweet magnolia sticky melting in the trees.
wild abandon in a dark forest, sunlight slots on a soft, mossy floor.
kisses without care. wet raindrops on soft skin, cooling hot blood.
Come softly now to the meadow
Come, in all your downy glory
Fragile and beautiful,
Gleaming eyes of Boreas watch as you dance
Round ‘n round you go
Radiant, ravishing, and refined
Gloriously white
This morning I woke
To a dusting of snow
That God did sprinkle
On us mortals below
The driveway did sparkle
The frost did gleam
While I, disgruntled
Returned to my dream
It is here where the birds refuse to fly, and the animals, graze
For on this spot people have died
There was no one here to save
The tattered souls of the depraved
The Sycamores sit high enthroned
Above a frozen stream,
Limbs bare as bone,
Like old skeletons from a dream.
But Beeches wear their leaves quite late
So that when other trees
Slowly falling from the sky
With the wind blowing harder and harder
The day ends with a great sigh
Fall ends with the start of winter
Slowly falling from the clouds
A breeze hits with a plow
Oh the dark o'ersized spider
Crawling through the murk and mire
Its lumbering fangs do aspire
Slumbering lives soon retire
In the dark, they do not know
Soon thier sleeping fate will show
Let’s bury ourselves beneath the snow,
Hidden away where no one knows
Let’s freeze ourselves within the ice,
The sun casts its blinding rays onto the snow-covered ground to create a glittering reflection that has always reminded me of broken mirror shards.
The white is everywhere
It covers everything
Nothing is safe from the white blanket
The white blanket of snow
It covers everything,head to toe
Cars,tress,houses, and dead flowers
in light snow you take
the ferry to the island
a cold wind blows and
you wrap your coat around you.
dark water sloshes
snowflakes like glitter floating
on the surface
Frozen, my skin my heart
Pure, so white, untainted
Covering up the dirt and grime
Settling around me like a lover I've never had
Kiss so cold, seeping into me
Never shall I be warm again
Paled in the astral glow, the snow seemed to die with each flake that careened down from the heavens. The surrounding area lapsed into silence for respect of the fallen. Creatures tread easy because they know death quite well; they are next.
Peering out of the frost-covered window panedelicate snowflakes viciously whipped around.On a thin plate of glassI placed my feet.Every little branch, every little pebbleis blanketed in snow.
Cover me
Never let me go
Outside of your comfort the world seems like snow.
Snow whose depth is unknown
Whose silence creates a creep
Just cradle me away from the snow into sleep
My dear bed.
Dances in on fairy feetGives rosy cheeks little kissesBy gently touching each face with loveIn a cold, barren wastelandAnd then flies away on wispy, delicate wings...
Snow drifting, falling to the ground
Fire burning, family all around
It's the time I've been dreaming of so long
The first snow
I walk outside, staring up in bliss
Spin in circles, shriek at all I've missed
Though I woke before the sun had risen
I was already late, forced to hurry
I would soon break free from the prison
Of the civilized world and its worries.
White flakes dancing in the air
Falling gracefully in my hair
Melting on the ground
Not making a sound
The Sun's face is despair.
The frozen rains covers the lands
As it grips the trees with its hands
Snow. It is everywhere. The snow fell to the ground and enveloped the Earth in a big blanket. A hush fell over the world. Everyone looked at the white, cold stuff fall down. Suddenly the children rejoiced, and chanted for a snow day.
Twinkling, descending, clear shafts
Drip helplessly from
Garage roofs, and
Ice takes shape of pealed
Paint along the house-side,
And I’m glad because at least once a year my
Silently snow falls through the
Night air.
Our baby's first winter in the
Woods is
Filled with
Light from flame and star
And the scent of pine.
Kettle whistles split the silence, and
When winter storms bring snow and ice and springs face hides beneath
And life is draped in cold regret where jealousy sinks its teeth
The road is dark and rough, though often traversed by those
The snowflakes dance their joyous dance
moving in circular motions here and there
the beauty of it puts even the great muses,
and laurel trees to shame
rushing towards me like little children,
(poems go here) Peeking through a small break in the tree
I see the flurries dive through the sky
They flutter to the ground, and it catches on my knees
I study it,
I admire its uniqueness
(poems go here) Peeking through a small break in the tree
I see the flurries dive through the sky
They flutter to the ground, and it catches on my knees
I study it,
I admire its uniqueness
Crystals of ice hand-crafted by the divine
White as the aura of a newborn babe
Unique, complex, exceptional
Beauty in its most natural form
The snow is a blanket surrounding our world,
Protection from the winter.
White, pure, it seems soft;
Yet when you touch it, it’s cold;
It melts.
At first it seems safe, the lamb of winter.
The snow, a ribbon of white, wraps all around you.
And without knowing it, it pulls you into a bitter world.
You do not like it at first, but then you come to realize, it is beautiful.
snow oh snow
why do you freeze me so
make my nose all frozen so
to school I can not go
oh how I love thee snow
i wanna live out this life in the nitty gritty. real, live, life. full of blood and sweat and dirt and clean, fresh air, and mud and grass. cause i want to break out of this old skin and fly with the seagulls in parking lots.
It is snowing.
The white specks are dancing.
The world turns upside down.
The reindeer are prancing.
There is no wind in this world
only the constant swirling.
I stay rooted to the ground
Silver wisps stream
Soar
Whirling through crisp air
Embracing shadows
Mysterious melodies fly in the moonlit sky
Silent sounds surround
A flautist’s silhouette dances across the snow
Snow.
Silently falling,
It covers the ground,
For miles around,
Snow.
It is white and fluffy,
Soft and airy,
You look out the window, and feel
Peace.
Be still. Be quiet. Snow.
As i sit here looking out the snowy window
i believe that all the peace in the world is still here
i forget about the fighting and suffering the lying and the cheating
