Hibernation Poems - Poems about Hibernation

...Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin. Within its bleak and brazen embrace, My brisk days are turned brief and barren. They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac nights. I slither an......Read the rest...

...The trees lining the streets are filled with cherry blossoms Mother Nature is letting us know that springs arrival is going to be awesome Enjoying a walk along the breakwater bustling with people e......Read the rest...

... "That Place" In that place where you were abandoned, that place, they never thought, you’d come back from, in that place where it is believed nothing grows in the lo......Read the rest...

...Drooping petals of ermine white mark end of winter days. Then there follows the purple bright of first saffron displays. Our world of dismal grey departs as comes the colour show to raise th......Read the rest...

...Here I stand, entirely symmetrical with the longitudinal lines that thrusts perfectly through the balance of our planet with not a moment of fluctuation. Stiffly positioned in a direct sta......Read the rest...

...I shore up my doubt, behind a loosely bound hope Which in turn is propped up without foundation Cynical of a life, at the mercy of luck Collateral damage feeds my reservation I shore my up to......Read the rest...

...Do you ever feel like There is an emptiness inside you An emptiness That drains the light out of everything? A black hole Life in grayscale Colors faded Flavors muted Voices distant exc......Read the rest...

...SPRING SONATA Now that ice has melted and the sun visits again A transition, to warmth and that breeze of hope Now that nature seems to have softly awakened With a last vestige of disappearing ......Read the rest...

...smooth stones, sharp stones, stones; down by river rambling, aflow, flow, thoughts in contemplation; words, words in hibernation; shadows emerge, to a spring of, fresh green, poetry life;......Read the rest...

...Remember when the ink, a writer’s tat, like a cobra spiralling ‘round fingers and arms, wielded power. Splotches, balled up, thrown into the basket hoop, flooding the creative canal. Ideas danced lik......Read the rest...

... hibernation sleep sensitive proximity - winters quietude......Read the rest...

...Quiescence 2-6-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Quiescent Snowfall resonates in unison’s octaves, In low tones of falling flakes’ pink vibrations, Waterfalls of snowflakes ......Read the rest...

...Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice Rather than be a day late and dollar short, I opted to post poem acknowledging the second of February, where eponymous ground......Read the rest...

...cooling the cold blood? filling the veins with venom? mongoose marathon ......Read the rest...

...red snapper leaping from the sleepy jaws of the wild grizzly bear returning from the winter hibernation......Read the rest...