Icicle Poem by Mia Ocean

Icicle

Rating: 3.2


Snow is falling.
It’s cold.
Icicles hang
on the sill.
Drops of
frigid water
fall from
the tip of
the icicle
and land
on my
nose.
I pluck
the
icicle
from
the sill
and
happily
munch
on
winters
candy.
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lydia Francese 01 May 2006

I love the way the poem is shaped like an icicle. -Lydia,13

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J Tudor 22 April 2006

The beauty of your simplicity, and the image of the moment is refreshing. Jim

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Peter A. Crowther 01 February 2006

Clever and imaginative

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