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Shelby Marler Apr 22
My skin sticks to my fur-laden coat,
And as I take the first step from beyond the fireplace,
A blizzard comes my way to shiver my limbs,
Swinging its sceptre with a breath-drowning blow
And pushing me to the ground before I can grasp my hands above.

My chest stings, and I can hardly vent
The pain and betrayal of my most lauded friend.
kat victoria Apr 13
i’ve driven to you
in the pouring rain
three inches of water
on the interstate
skipped my own party
on my birthday
sped through wind gusts
up to 68.
i had braved everything
just to see your face
but i was no match
for the blizzard
that was brewing
in your veins
razzle Feb 22
you have festering wounds,
blistering and exploding
the snow pelts your body,
you're confused and eroding

no idea how this happened,
no idea when it started;
no hope for survival
apologies are halfhearted

the snow paints a mirage
"you're nothing, i hate you"
you break down and sob,
your mind is still askew

but somehow you know,
that you can still recover.
the storm always passes,
it takes time to discover.
this poem is also a present for @BlackAndWhiteStars, please go follow them!! (their poems are better than mine)
Cat Lynn Jan 20
I became hidden behind the severe weather's curtain of snow and ice

Running into a danger zone that was blinding white

Face beat red as ice shards pierced my lungs

Panting out winters puff, sinking into frozen love

My ankles shackled to the inches of snow

As the wind cried along with me, the rage only began to grow

Out of breath, I knelt for a bitter moment, just to feel, taste, and see

All the little Snow flakes kisses that laid upon me

On my coat, my hat, my face, and my lips

One with its each on individual beauty of crystalized hips

Edges so sharp, breaking through the numbness that lied

I began to laughed and cried, for I was also beautifully designed

Cloak me in your blasphemous hurricane winds, white me out from sorrow

Tuck me under your soft, icy sheets of snow

Color me white as I am buried away

So I maybe cleansed and purified. This will be my blackness grave

~ Wash Me In Winter's Kiss ~ For there is nothing more whiter then
For He Has Washed Me As white As Snow
Praise Him...p

So yeah where I live we had a very dangerous snow storm and I kinda just ran away?... XD

Although it was dangerous it was totally worth it. It amazing how gloriously beautiful a storm can create. Completely white!? How often do we see that?

I was so freezing cold XD but look over it from an abandoned play ground made the frost bites worth it. I would have dived into it if I could have

So many people were .ad and furious I ran away like that but I had to I had so much on my mind that was ripping me

Be one with the frozen breeze to see the pure whiteness of beauty was exactly what I needed

I just wish I could have shared it with somebody...

Oh well XD
Jane Jan 19
I looked outside, the sun is shining where it hasn't for days.
I looked inside, it's been caliginous for months.

The smoke over my tea seems foreign,
My gazes are empty,
My flesh feels hardened.

My thoughts don't haunt me anymore,
we live together, a familiar routine.

It's an odd place to be in,
when you're acquiescent for Departure,
but wary of the destination.

Death will grace us all in a given day,
how to act as a catalyst,
I wondered,
simply, keep your door inviting.

As I sat with a blizzard inside,
a deep sunken calm emerged within.

I asked, "who is it?"
"your solace", it answered.

I asked again, confused, "who is it?"
"your tranquil", it answered.

I asked once again, unsure, "who is it?"
"your Departure", it answered. I smiled.

"What kept you so long?", I asked,
"you have. May I stay?", it asked me.

"You've never left. A perpetual guest is always welcome." I answered.

The sound of violins overcame me,
an odd, fitting melody.
only dreaming
Verdant Quo Dec 2018
The white tempest brings promise
as the world fades
into the perpetual winds.

For miles, few venture
outdoors and it is for this reason
I must go.

I walk alone
and my eyes feel as
heavy as my feet.

Phasing through drifts
of both wind and snow
The sky tries to cover me.

It is only when the sky touches earth
and no one is outdoors
that I find my peace in the street.

Cars, buildings, and nature
all freeze their movements
as my soul lights on fire.

I took a walk in a blizzard.
Jenny Gordon Dec 2018
...but I'm so lost I've completely forgotten to quote John Greenleaf Whittier was it?


Winds howl as blizzard snow flies whitely hence
While traffic becomes rare; the blanket's hale
And covers all until there is no trail
Left.  If the powr blinks out lo, for intents
Our internet does also, whiles for sense
They now discuss the future--how to scale
T'will be worse in the wild, and that'd avail.
But I?  Well, pray; be thankful...for what hence?
O, that the Scriptures are restored.  And fer
The lack of online access, with the cue
It might be gone forever now? eat through
Some choc'late bar I'd saved, like tis not poor
To stuff your face with choc'late when in tour
Joys fail.  Cuz after all--um...where are YOU?!

...scarce, as usual.
all for you Nov 2018
It was snowing when you kissed me
It was biting cold
And whistling winds
But I felt so warm

It was snowing when you said you loved me
It was by the warm fire
And I smiled so much it hurt
But it was all so worth it

It was snowing when I noticed it
It was the distance looming between us
And unspoken words
But so much was being said

It was snowing when you left me
It was a blizzard that night
And I felt so numb
But my chest still ached

It was snowing when I woke up
It was the ache slowly leaving
And the realization of ending
But it being for the better

Well it’s snowing now
And I’m finally ok
I am going to be ok // love always
Nicholas Fonte Aug 2018
Everything is just...numb
Everything was so cold
All I wanted was to fix the splinter
But I can't hear what I've been told
The world had enter winter
I remember it well
The world fell
Into a blizzard
And I chose to be inside
Even though I know it is dumb
Its better than the fake warmth outside
The world's blizzard
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