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Frost
Inspired by Cloudthings' "Delicate edges of sacrifice"
“Breathe softly over my heart’s frost,
And if you hear it twitter,
Do not be afraid of its black spring.”
(Else Lasker-Schüler)
She seemed so content in her castle of ice
The ultimate dwelling place for her to hide
Intricate icicles adorned see-through walls
In semblance of luminescent butterflies
The hallways were spacious, the rooms pretty wide
Illusions of freedom allowed to the convict
(Self-sentenced to several eternities)
A palace of grandeur when viewed from outside
Encaged rage, frozen fire had been the verdict
(Can you see the crystallized flames glittering?)
That had made her craft this delicate prison
To outlast seduction, temptation, conflict
Through stifling her hungry heart’s twittering
Thereby to render her fiery blood stone-cold
Like liquid marble that no feeling enthralls
To guard herself from painful embittering
Beyond forever, it was designed to hold
Impenetrable, from without or within
(For she knew she still harboured affinities)
Invincible for all, no matter how bold
She now stares in disbelief at her own skin
That had the power to melt the ice to tears
(For the heat in her veins had once more risen)
All she had to do was reach out from within
Comments
Kailashana
16 years 10 months ago
There’s a wonderful
Ink Dragon
16 years 10 months ago
Anna,
Cloudthings
16 years 10 months ago
I have shivers... not so much from the wonderful imagery evoked,
Ink Dragon
16 years 10 months ago
Don't fret, Anni,
Ink Dragon
16 years 4 months ago
Forgot to tick the box properly last time