Posts tagged ‘cold’

April 14, 2018

She Swims The Night

by A. Marie

She swims the night; the street is her sea. The street is her wave,
that clashes and eats at her tired soles. Unmarried women
don’t walk alone, so she dares it – whispers, Come on, breathy anxious
with wheels going round in her inner life. The troglodytes remain
shut up in their homes, rectangular mirrors smiling in their eyes.

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March 25, 2018

The last of it…?

by Jem Croucher

Thought we’d seen the last of it
in the sunshine yesterday
So little did we spare a thought
for more snow on the way
And yet first thing this morning
another blanket on the ground
white replacing yellow
with snowfall all around

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March 6, 2018

Small dogs and the cold stuff

by Jem Croucher

On the ground out the back
by the door in the snow
paw prints out there
with some evidence show
that although I’m uncertain
of the white stuff out there
I’ve been brave and I’ve ventured
outside for a dare

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March 5, 2018

Somewhere cold

by Jem Croucher

In the summer I sit here
and soak up the sun
but sitting here now
would be cold on the bum

The lavenders’ branches
whilst still with its green
are flecked now with white
from the snow that has been

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March 3, 2018

The white blanket

by Jem Croucher

So rare the white blanket
on this Southern shore
that part of me wishes
there was sometimes more
A very small part though
and I mean it no ill
But I couldn’t live long
with this iron chill

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January 22, 2018

The Promise II

by Jem Croucher

Outside the weather
reminds me again
that winter’s still here
with the wind and the rain
It’s blowing so hard
with a howl and a moan
from the cold of the north
where it’s festered and grown

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December 21, 2017

Hibernation

by Jem Croucher

Most times on these cold winter days
you’ll find me snug inside
as chilliness and cold are things
I really can’t abide

Give me a pen and paper and
some music and you’ll see
that I’m content to stay indoors
and let the winter be

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December 19, 2017

Winter Days

by Jem Croucher

These cold weekends of winter
keep us warm indoors most days
For it is frigid out there
devoid of warming rays
So we’d rather stay here snug and warm
with music, books and cheer
in our jumpers and our slippers
instead of winter gear

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December 13, 2017

Pining for summer

by Jem Croucher

So, winter has me in its grip
and won’t let go right now
Her cold and icy fingers
spider-like across my brow
Shivering, I try to smile
and brave the worst of it
But winter’s not what I’m about
and never seems to fit

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November 21, 2017

Viral Cold in Winter

by Colly

 

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Plugged head.

Constant drip.

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November 1, 2017

Almost frame-like

by Colly

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The calendar has flipped a page.

The month of November is on its way.

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July 18, 2017

Elusive Warmth

by lindaluna583

Here I sit
At my desk
Painfully
Giving birth
To another poem.

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February 16, 2017

The Winter Word

by Jem Croucher

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If I were a penguin
I’m sure I’d think it nice
when all was cold around me
and the ground was thick with ice

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February 11, 2017

Home in the warm

by Jem Croucher

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The air was so brittle
it brought a chill to the bone
So I wasn’t out long
before heading for home
Much better instead to
curl up with a book
with just the occasional
glance up for a look

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January 30, 2017

Pea soup days

by Jem Croucher

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It really was a pea soup day
with freezing fog all ’round
reducing visibility
with ice upon the ground
Everywhere was coated white
not from snow but frost
and in the thick and murky fog
it was easy to get lost

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January 13, 2017

Wintertime tangents

by Jem Croucher

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Off at a tangent
at this time of year
When it’s still wintertime
but the spring is quite near
It’s getting lighter each day
and at evening time too
And though trees are still bare
there are signs of the new

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December 8, 2016

The winter bully

by Jem Croucher

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Breath escapes in tiny clouds
a whisper to the chill
as icy iron fingers grab
and hassle me at will
I’m minding my own business
A summer’s child adrift
Lost in this cold wilderness
and feeling somewhat miffed

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November 8, 2016

Bridging the gap

by Jem Croucher

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So winter comes to bridge the gap
as summer fades away
A chill with morning, ice on cars
and frost ‘most every day

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October 22, 2016

Autumn on the wall

by Jem Croucher

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Betwixt the green, the turning red
up there on the wall
Cold heralds signs of changing
as Autumn comes to call

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September 22, 2016

Heading Home

by A. Marie

I take the square window and fold it up,
Tuck it inside the small cupboard upon my left lung
And under my heart. The road is a leviathan’s tail
Serpentine across the North American continent,

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August 17, 2016

Critics who thrive to Criticize.

by Colly

 

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Critics are the last ones to criticize “themselves.”

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August 1, 2016

Iron Heart’s

by Colly

 

Human nature is so fickle.

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February 11, 2016

Brrrrr!

by Jem Croucher

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Of a morning when cold
In Sussex fields, green
my thoughts turn to summer
and warmer days seen
The sun might be shining
the sky might be blue
but it’s winter I’m feeling
in my bones through and through

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February 4, 2016

Winter II

by Jem Croucher

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It was cold, there was ice
there was white all around
and the puddles had frozen
right there on the ground

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January 7, 2016

January’s Shivering Smile

by Jem Croucher

 

Tangible this winter chill
In January’s raw intent
As beneath these spectred morning veils
the silent mist is sent

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December 19, 2015

Cold Christmas (Poem for Christmas – poetry challenge)

by Jem Croucher

Poem for Christmas – poetry challenge

 

Can I ask your indulgence for just a mo?
and to picture a scene with me?
It’s cold and it’s started snowing
And down there, close to the sea

There’s an empty bus shelter and an old cardboard box
And a man on a bench looking grim
Do you remember that day when you were shopping in town
Can you not remember him?

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December 14, 2015

We dream of yellow

by Jem Croucher

 

In the gun-metal grey of midwinter
When cold grips vice-like
and, huddled in blankets
we stay cocooned in the warmth
of a fruitcake and hot tea afternoon
and dream of yellow

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November 27, 2015

Thinking of summer when cold

by Jem Croucher

 

When it’s cold in the winter
I will look to the sun
and think back to the summer
as I have always done
Back to the days
of whimsy and breeze
when a cool wisp is welcome
rustling quiet through the leaves

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