Tragedies Of A Snowman

@DHDowsing

The Cloud Sculptor

When he's sad He paints the clouds grey. When he's angry He fills them with forks of lightning. When misery becomes too much He hides his tears Until they fall as rain.

@princess_penguin

Window Lock Down

I wrote this poem in seventh grade: From many years of being shut, this window is scared to open. It doesn't trust the outside, it's scared of what might happen. So it just sat. And watched.

@iluvpoems

I guess I'm like a piece of grass. I'm important, Yet no one really cares what I do. People walk all over me, And barely notice me when they walk by. I've been through a lot.

@LOSBC

Stone Soft

Love this:. I am a statue that bleeds. A rock that breathes. I see you fall, and reach out while frozen in place. My cold heart beats vitally. For the objects of my devotion.

@lonelynutmeg98

Click On The Lightbulb

Click on the lightbulb, The light in the dark, Seeing past all your troubles, Lending you on your way.

@sleepydragon

Jack Frost

My name is Jack I'm quite a lad You'll never creep up behind my back For I'm quieter and faster than your lovely dear old dad As I spread my fingers wide Ice crackles and freezes everything in...

@jessicaemilie

The Humming Bee.

Ticking of the padded second rolls by like a humming bee, That moves so fast, Yet still in time, frozen like ice, The minutes and seconds grow in attention and speeds up, we notice, Damage, erosion,...

@sleepydragon

Mr Snow

Mr Snow, the snowman One eye closed, the other winking Made of coal, with a carrot for a nose Around his neck, a scarf wound tight Woolly hat complete his clothes What does he think as he stands...