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David P Carroll Feb 2021
On a snowy night
Cold and wet  
I am I'm covered
Like a snowman
But she says I already am.
Snowman ☃️⛄
The snow may fall

But I'll hold my tears
Alone I face my haunting fears

The snow may fall

Against my tongue
But I feel nothing, all is numb

The snow may fall

Atop my home
Unlike those flakes, I'm all alone

The snow may fall

Yet never land
For this is it, my final stand.
The snow outside my window inspired this one.
Carlo C Gomez Feb 2021
Pine needles in my head
Snowbird starts to fly
A want of apricity
Enters my blood stream
Like lukewarm sea water
Enters hiemal streams
I'm sprawled facedown
An angel or so
Below the snow
The taste of frost
Technically wintergreen
From your breathy kiss
Hinting at a return
To rays of affection
And the crush of limbs
Desert sand -winterland
Opposites attract

Like
Golden sand
longing for silver rain.
Trembling
under an orange  sun.
Yellow moon in black blue sky
Can’t wait to cool down
at night time.

Like
Winterland bold and cold
Crispy
beautiful white snow
Longs for yellow sunbeams
Shivering
Soft pale sun in white grey sky
Can’t wait to warm up
at day time

Shell✨🐚
You need two opposites to create a neutral. There must be some balance for harmony.
Nicole Feb 2021
I could hear the silent tapping from the snow against the window
The only light to be seen within miles being the round moon
It was a cold, grim, and dark night
The sadness in the air was overwhelming
The black page sitting on the dark wooden table
No thoughts no feelings to arise
The winter cold, has come our way,
Everything is covered with snow, on this sunny day.
Squirrels raiding the bird feeders, to ease the hunger
In their mind, as the birds circle, above,
Waiting for their feeding time.
Some resting, on the branches, of trees,
That the fallen leaves, have left bare,
Such A peaceful, beautiful site, as I,
Look out my window and stare.



                                                                     Tom Maxwell ©  12/19/2005
As the white translucent ice crystals, fall from the sky,
their shapes, and beauty, always seem to put A gleam, in our eyes.

They fall through the air, as they float to the ground, always,
so peaceful, until the wind blows them around.

Flakes of frozen water vapor, such A natural thing,
we all have special memories, of the excitement, they bring,

Each flake is different, in their own special way,
just like the people we pass by in our life, everyday,

There is more than the beauty, we see with our eyes,
everyone is enlightened, even strangers, have time, to say hi.

The snow, can slow down, our daily pace, the magic it spreads,
brings us closer together, in this world of race.


                                                   Maxwell copyright  12/27/2002
Joseph S Fusaro Jan 2021
Blessings fall
Snowflakes reflect your rise
as they mirror resilience dynamically
under the January moonlight
*
Now is your time
Welcome to your life
Open up
Allow love &

Feel alive. Feel alive. Feel alive.
b e mccomb Jan 2021
cold string lights
warm street lights

sweater
scrunchie
mask
mittens

fogged over
grey bus ride
it's always
morning
in this world
i've made for myself

tapping keys and
blazing screens and
soft wooden
electronica dreams

coffee cups with
grease on the outside
and swirling flakes
of keep it together girl

don't let your
fingers freeze
and hope that
your toes get warm

and at night pull
the velvety clouds
over your eyes
after you slip down
like hot wax
off a candle

washed down with
soap and daily regrets
washed down with
cold wine and ink

wash
rinse
repeat
tomorrow
but for
right now

*it's all over now
baby blue
copyright 1/29/21 by b. e. mccomb
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