Winter-y poetry [phoetry?]

Poetry I mentally wrote as I was walking home from school in the snow. Snow makes me happy.



[Poem #1, rhyme scheme oh god oh god I'm awful at rhyme schemes]

for a moment, please be.lieve
that each and every breath you breathe
contains soul, slipped through the sieve
and [thus] you share your soul with me

let it exhale, diffuse free
send it to the icy leaves
i with/out shiver of dis/belief
will give my soul to you--

tattered ghost of {poetry


[poem #2]

we gift our breaths to the clouds
and exhaling, rise them;
pushing thoughts of summer
into
our frozen air
where you and I belonged

it is for the azure that we
trudge
our steps; make furrows and furrow brows
these skies are not for us
these breaths are not products of our lungs
we gift them to the clouds


[poem #3, my favorite]

we send up in carbon splendor
all the things that we remember
lapped up by tongues of november
spin them into wind