Posts tagged ‘cold’

February 13, 2021

Magical III

by Jem Croucher

It’s magical this snow-cast light
the icing sugar dust
as slowly things are covered
and capture it I must

Iron-chill the Northern blast
makes minus five feel raw
yet still the child within me yearns
for snow on snow and more

Househound here the nation wanes
to bleak midwinter flow
But doesn’t really mind because
there’s nowhere else to go

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January 16, 2021

For bliss

by Jem Croucher

Ice cold here yet beautiful
Jack’s frosted strands they cling
with brittle fronds of loveliness
to cover everything
Too cold to stand here very long
yet there is time for this
rare spectacle of wonder
at this time of year for bliss

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January 13, 2021

They said there’d be snow (again)

by Jem Croucher

10 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

They said there’d be snow
Well, its cold enough
and there’s frost over all every day
But the sea air down here
on these southern shores
always seems to get well in the way

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January 12, 2021

All is white again

by Jem Croucher

9 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

I wrap up warm against the cold
I feel it now I’m getting old
There’s white on everything around
The air is crystal n’er a sound.

Suppress a shiver to the chill
I take this in and have my fill
For only winter brings this sight
This wonderment when all is white

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January 11, 2021

Tri-haiku XI (winter blue returns)

by Jem Croucher

8 of 10 in ‘The Winter series’ from Jemverse

I am winter blue
Born to December, I chill
to iron cold bone

I am winter blue
To brittle January
icy fingers spread

I am winter blue
But with yellow I will change
to the green of Spring

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January 10, 2021

The safe warmth of home again

by Jem Croucher

7 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

Steel grey seas with iron chill
it’s with whimsy that I peer
at the beach I know so well
in summer brings such cheer

Yet now the winter’s icy hand
has me firmly in its grip
As grey green waters frenzied churn
with northern winds are whipped

So I with best foot forward
march swiftly ‘cross these stones
No lingering in winter times
for the safe warmth of home

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January 9, 2021

Winter with me now (again)

by Jem Croucher

6 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

Eight line stanza thinking of
the winter with me now
Brittle chill, not warming sun
cold upon my brow
But dressed up warm it’s good to brace
the iron winter chill
for as it passes Springtime looms
and ever closer still

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January 8, 2021

Winter days again

by Jem Croucher

5 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

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
our staple winter gear

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January 7, 2021

The winter bully returns

by Jem Croucher

4 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

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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January 6, 2021

Sunshine like water (again)

by Jem Croucher

3 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

Like water the sunshine, diluted and pale
greets this cold winter’s day
Its warmth has long gone and despite a brave face
Its exuberance has faded away
But its low zenith in the January sky
brings a glare from its fragility
Highlighting a beauty in all it shines on
which is very pleasing to me

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January 5, 2021

Winter’s smile again

by Jem Croucher

2 of 10 in ‘The winter series’ from Jemverse

There’s a crystalline clarity out here today
in the trees there over the way
A ground frost has visited the fields overnight
And it’s more beautiful than I can say

So I’ll not waste my words and contented instead
Just quietly stand here awhile
Allow winter’s wonder to embellish again
with a picture in mind for a smile

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January 4, 2021

Thinking of summer when cold returns

by Jem Croucher

1 of 10 in ‘The Winter Series’ from Jemverse

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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November 9, 2020

The winter months

by Jem Croucher

And now it’s turning colder
with a frost out there today
the first white stuff I’ve seen for months
has come it seems to stay
And I’m not enamoured by that
if truth be told I’d say
as I would rather have the warmth
of summertime, but hey!

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February 13, 2020

Frost

by Jem Croucher

There’s a frost on the roof
at the end of the garden
as the winter clings on
for more months, beg your pardon
But I’ve had enough of
this cold stuff right now
and I long for the feel
of warm sun on my brow

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December 14, 2019

Cold in Manchester

by Jem Croucher

Awoke to a cold morning
But the rain had gone away
So putting on a braver face
I set out to greet the day
Unfamiilar are these streets
but my path is fairly clear
and the place that I am going to
is reasonably near

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November 23, 2019

Winter III

by Jem Croucher

And now the iron chill
shouts loud with brutality
as if we didn’t know it
with absolute totality
Winter’s here, no doubt of that
November takes firm hold
with battle grey the colour
reminiscent of this cold
We wrap up warm in winter coats
for what is waiting there
Resigned against the onslaught
we face the brittle air

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February 8, 2019

Tri-haiku XIII (cold) Pt.III

by Jem Croucher

The white of winter
Carpe Diem (seize the day)
for its beauty cast

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February 7, 2019

Tri-haiku XIII (cold) Pt.II

by Jem Croucher

The white of winter
drills down deep right to the core
People shivering

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February 6, 2019

Cold Sun

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Sharp shadows jag over bare branches
frost nips and tucks

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February 6, 2019

Tri-haiku XIII (cold) Pt.I

by Jem Croucher

The white of winter
clings ethereal and cold
Steel and iron-clad

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December 18, 2018

When thoughts lie in summer

by Jem Croucher

In this dark of December
to this iron bone
when daylight is seldom
and sunshine has flown
And winter, vice-like
has me firm in its hold
bombarding my senses
with fingers of cold
My thoughts lie in summer
when June in the light
paints warmth over all
that it has in its sight

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November 29, 2018

Winter leave me now

by Jem Croucher

3 of 3

This brittle chill, this iron cold
this fall from grace for me
is winter in a nutshell
and a few words, certainly
So I fund solace in these times
with words that speak of sun
and warmer days of sunshine
when winter days are done

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November 28, 2018

Winter for me now

by Jem Croucher

2 of 3

These winter days of sunshine
warm coats to brave the cold
Swift walks upon the hill and field
to keep from growing old
Then home to nice warm slippers
and scalding mugs of tea
Warming toes beside the fire
this winter here for me

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November 26, 2018

Tri-Haiku VIII (winter)

by Jem Croucher

Behind winter’s veil
the brittle chill sent shivers
and I felt the cold

Behind winter’s veil
I dressed up warm to the chill
with best foot forward

Behind winter’s veil
I felt the warm of the sun
for a brief moment

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November 18, 2018

Out of Sync

by Jem Croucher

Winter throws me out of sync
and I’m not sure where I am
I’m so used to the warmth you see
that I’m not sure that I can

And yet when in my brand new coat
with colours bold and strong
I’m brave enough to face the cold
and find a different song

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October 2, 2018

Autumn

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books® and booksmakebooms.com

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    Autumn

 

So many things

are vulnerable to cold—

the cucumber’s crisp

and my sweet basil’s toes,

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April 14, 2018

She Swims The Night

by Renwick Berchild

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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