to melt

to melt

A Poem by Emily B

Gazing at the frozen lake today,

noticing

one lonely, rushing stream

when the rest of the water was solid

unmoving--

 

it occurred to me

that no matter how warm the sun

 

the thaw can only happen

 

a little at a time.

© 2010 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
it's a little thought, maybe it will grow

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it's a lot like the mind too..I've found in life and even in doing mind altering plant substances..you can only be shown so much at a time..whether it's subconscious visions or profound ideas..there's layers to the mind..there's reasons people go insane when they take in or give out too much at once..consciousness is a natural flow. Take it from me, I'm borderline manic-depressive.
But anyway, this imagery has the proper pace and poise and grace and flow to make your thoughts and the readers' come alive and converge at just the right spot..

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 14 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

7 Years Ago

god I miss you



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I think it's a very big thought. There is a larger metaphor at work here, and a lesson as well. Things don't always happen at the speed that we wish they would. We must be patient and "go with the flow" so to speak. Well written, in your usual fabulous style.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice metaphor for all change as it can only happen a little at a time, the sluggish human psyche needs time to catch up to all decided or undecided change.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

On the surface, this is true. It's what we see at first glance. But you have, knowingly I think, captured and expressed this also with a certain type of innuendo that compels one to consider many other aspects of what is written here. The natural, physical... the human, relational metaphors. I like this quite a lot. Especially how you let us watch as you explore and discover your inspiration.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Greg Skura

11 Years Ago

Nice, when I was a child we had homegrown fruit and vegetables, eggs and chickens, could never figur.. read more
Emily B

11 Years Ago

I think it is something we all should look at
Greg Skura

11 Years Ago

Yes we should
That is a thought that would appear inside my mind after looking awhile and daydreaming on a lake or sea, of anything really. This was to me a writing full of air it is light, it glows, and has a hint of charm. Nicely written.

Please do read/ review my poems as well. :-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Time's The Bond

11 Years Ago

Friend me or I can give you the titles of my poems I have many but here are 2 for now: Thunder A Dem.. read more
Emily B

11 Years Ago

my hard drive crashed recently and i've only been keeping up with the bare minimum . . . I will be r.. read more
Time's The Bond

11 Years Ago

Okay take your time...
A brillant observation of nature, set in a fine poem. Like this a lot.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

but there is power in those little rivulets


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

11 Years Ago

and power in the word :)
A great example of how nature can still teach us about ourselves; a shame that humanity is shifting away from her. An interesting, and thought provoking piece

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nature spoke , you listened

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

In nature we find symbols of ourselves, to nature's art we shall return.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nice. Makes me think of how big changes in self and life start as that one little first thaw in the frozen expanse.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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