The winter air
surrounds me
chilling my bones,
making me shiver
down to the core.
Sitting on this hill
covered in snow.
I cant help but think
how beautiful the world
can be.
Peaceful,
no noise from civilization.
Just the swaying
of branches in
the wind.
The sun is falling,
the snow is glistening
silver streaks
across the hill
from small children
sledding down
the hill in the distance.
I started to hear
the faint echo
of laughter.
As it started to snow,
snowflakes hit my body.
Turning my dark clothing white,
and my nose red.
I stared up at the sky,
catching the snowflakes
on my tounge.
I layed down,
spread my arms outwide,
and my legs copied.
As the snow angel was
coming alive.
So was I.
Feeling like a child
once more,
embrassing the moment.
I will never experience this again.
Stoping mid angel,
still looking towards the sky.
I close my eyes and wonder,
Why is this snow different
than the snow from my past?
I never cared for it, always cold
and slippery.
But the sense I get from it now,
is beauty and peacefulness.
Soon the snow will melt,
though this feeling will stay
frozen in my heart.
I will always remember this day,
about how this
cold breeze kept my heart warm.

I knew i would loose myself in the cold.

Ive been climbing this glacier for too long,

enduring the fridged winds and deadly slopes of the hillsides.

This is my nature a frozen iceland i was so use to the cold.

The company of frostbiten limbs reminding me i still have

some warmth to my body. My heart pumping the last of

the inevitabally dying warmth for so long i tryed to fight the cold,

to make belive i can make it out of this blizzard to find that warmth.

Every fire i ignited died out taking with it a little more energy.

Now i lay here facing the lone night sky embrassing the siberian cold

letting the cancerous frostbite chill my core and crystilze my blood.

each breath a kiss of death,

as i close my eyes my breath slows and i feel your warmth
one last time the heat of your heart and image of your smile draw out one last tear.

It corases my cheeck as it rolls towards the ground....then it lays solitary, frozen in time
and i let deaths cold hands **** the last flame i kept burning in my heart for you.

You made me into a mess,
I can't get up or down, I'm frozing in time,
You know what's best for everyone but me,
I'm loner that what I'll always be,
Because of you, I'll never be the same,
You took my heart, lungs, and I can't even paint the right way,
I hate you, you can't even look at me,
Spilling all of my emotions into this dramatic embrassing story,
Yet, I try to keep on going,
But your always on my mind,
The day I end, you will never die,
Your so toxic, I can't even see,
The hearts were always blue because you died right next to me

my mobile phone
latest made model
does all i need
we are inseparable

as i am penning
iam totally engulfed
in many worries
for my phone usage

my lovely wife
opened it stealthily
never believed
what she saw
two non dressed
good looking female souls
displaying
before the camera
how God gave them
the best bodies!

one self taken
i was embrassing
one of the duo
the dressing was...
she fainted!
with proven infidelity
my marriage
hangs in balance!

my troubles
are far from over
three days ago
maybe due to worries
forgot my phone
at home
and drove to office
on the way
i noticed
absence of my mobile
i turned the car
reaching home
i found
my sweet children
not only watching
but also cheering
characters in
a **** video
on my phone!

with too much shock
i almost collapsed
my favourite phone
poisoning minds
of my small angels!

your companion phone
from it put away
some secrets
and have tight grip
on the elusive
peace of mind.

When did we lose it
That pow
That zip
That zap
That day mid-thirties you look in the mirror
And you've become a little bit fat
That get up-and-go
Now you've become slow
Watching life mould and your toenails grow
Your friends become distant
As you wonder of their existance
Followed on Facebook for their stories of fiction
It really is sad
Was our friendship just a fad
As we drift into the old and once had
Does life become a trot
Knowing the cold from the hot
And where in life is our best spot
Or is it a a case of embrassing lifes span
You done your best and all that you can
It's not me man
You just became all boring, man

JJB