Chill Poems - Poems about Chill

...My heart yearns for something that is bigger than me and my spirit keeps searching for it, it is not buried in the sand by the sea but it is somewhere beyond hills waiting for me. The sun is shin......Read the rest...

... Free to be. Free from me, the in-a-me, the fugazi me, the me that I LET you see, the she that I thought you wanted me to be, the me that I thought you wanted to see, the me I thought I needed to......Read the rest...

...As swift assaults endeavored to prevail, the magnitude of death was asinine. ‘Twas such a toll above a measured scale that no explicit value could define. As battles raged, no exploit could surmo......Read the rest...

...We sat at a bench near a wide big meadow. While seeing the dog drinking some water from the lake not hearing him drinking at all, the leaves were playing cello. Red Bull I held in my hand. ,,you s......Read the rest...

...(The song to be sung in the To The Tune Of... Cruella DeVil) Monica Devil, Monica Devil, If she doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will, To see her is to take a sudden chill, Monica, Monica De......Read the rest...

... All night I was ensnared by the thought of you, An unexpected yet enchanting muse, Lost in the labyrinth of your deep, haunting eyes, A smoldering ember of desire within me lies. Your passion......Read the rest...

...How lucky I feel to live for real, melancholia that is hard to reveal imagine.scribble. gives me chill Live in austerity, an innocuous thrill How lovely I feel to have this pen in my hand you......Read the rest...

...I watch my verdant eyes envious as the botanicals blossom in a sandstone sunrise glow, I am a forlorn figure wandering in my fog of fears, I cannot omit my icy turbulent tears, Our short saga......Read the rest...

...As I sit with pen in hand, a canvas of white A void that begs to be filled with the whispers of my heart Each word a brushstroke, a color that takes flight A symphony of emotions, a dance that set......Read the rest...

...For My Children - Daniel Henry Rodgers As dawn's first blush ignites the eastern sky—a cool Caress of dew upon the breeze—and the birds' serenad......Read the rest...

...Lost in labyrinthine lanes of midnight's embrace, Where ghostly gas lamps gleam, casting silhouettes of grace, Their luminescence lingers on cobblestone veins, Chattering footsteps echo, bound in ......Read the rest...

... Into the woods we ventured, where darkness began to encircle us, Their ancient murmurs mingling with the forest’s ominous chorus. A chilling breeze, as if the very breath of the woods sighed, Ve......Read the rest...

... end of Haviland stilled kickstands & spokes of Schwinn our teen shapely thighs after school books are returned and mind wanders down the road chill in Summer heat orange & vanilla tw......Read the rest...

... Her name is Prunella DeVil- Prunella DeVil, Prunella DeVil, Ugly and scary with a loud voice ... SHRILL, The very sight of her gives me a chill, Prunella, Prunella- With her shrivele......Read the rest...

...My First poem posted here May 2007 was  an enigmatic Lanterne Viduage Tall nettles- the dutch hoe rusting in the shed. My First ekphrasis (poem no 2 here ) BELLA Bella He opened ......Read the rest...