Ice Poems - Poems about Ice

..."over the waters blue the night winds sigh, the breakers roar" ... Samual Taylor Coleridge Over the waters blue I love to sail, many times I get to see a big whale. Some nights t......Read the rest...

... Growing up, I was the runt of the litter. My siblings called me Cute, because I was the youngest one. It was very hard growing up as a little mouse, gray with tiny white spots. I saw ......Read the rest...

... A vacation was needed, off on a cruise we were treated. Great cabin, food, parties and shows, now in a chair with a book about a rose. The seas got really rough, off the desk went our ......Read the rest...

...Allow me to introduce myself, friends tend to call me Saturn’s MelRose; Once you read me? I stay off the shelf; I run around in a sweet saucer all decked out in salmon pink and green; It runs......Read the rest...

...In the shadows, where the night is dark and deep, Aurorabelle DeVil weaves her wicked spell, with a heart that's cold as sleep, and a wicked little grin that tells the tale. The moon above, the only ......Read the rest...

...It caters to an arrogance of hate when war becomes a method of despite. Through vile contempt, he seeks to cultivate a dogma that defines inhuman blight. The devil’s plan has given due consent t......Read the rest...

..."I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22 The compass whirrs. North toward rock, south toward sand. East toward ice, and west toward river. Like a game of spin the bottl......Read the rest...

...Waiting for ice cream And looking around, All versions of people Are there to be found: The old and the toddlers, The skinny and fat, The bald and the bearded, The full-bodied tat; The ne......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...

...(To be sung to the tune of "Cruella DeVil") Vanilla DeVil, Vanilla DeVil, If she cannot bore you, then nobody will. With her, you’ll never ever have a thrill. Vanilla, Vanilla She’s bett......Read the rest...

... I step out from a second-story window, float along roads of slow-churning lullabies, raptured in response to ice cream truck’s bellow. A clear case of cold sugar—wide gumball eyes, mobile memor......Read the rest...

...My maintenance man's name is Scott and boy that man can do a lot.. Always cutting the yards and raking up leaves, a constant need with Sycamore trees.. In snow and ice out there he'll be, cleari......Read the rest...

...I walk in circles. Then I walk in bigger circles. My mom tells me to walk to the store. But I’m too tired to be outside. Inside is just easier. I’m still drawing my circles like an ice skater, ......Read the rest...

...Bringer of ghosts Wandering through Memory threads a same needle. ___*___ I knew him Loved him Betrayed him In, from part of another t......Read the rest...

...In the heated performance of the day, summer wet evenings close the curtains, concluding with a thunder jest and a gift of wipe. The crawling claws of the ceaseless winds surr......Read the rest...