Tears of a Frozen Paradise

Watch them, fear them, never touch them;
The screaming crystals reaching backwards
The timeless rivers flow anointed.
Confused, misguided, helpless believers;
Chasing never ending gospels.
And while time yields not a strict obedience
Till that crimson flower blossoms
And the horizon paints a living fire.

 

Author's Note

Icicles, and how they are demons.

Reviews

[TamiViolet]

You cradle the reader in passion, and I'm particularly drawn to the multiple connotations... I say, it's quite amazing that such power can merge from so few words...

'Till that crimson flower blooms
And the horizon paints a living fire'

I see so much more than icicles, whether or not deliberate, your tapestry is selective and a brilliant means of conveying fire and ice in its most symbolic form...

[kirstey Lost,Crushed,Co..]

this good =] well done very powerful for such a small write =P well done =D

[Michael X]

nice, besides a mispelling here and there, did not detract from the powerful statement. a mindeset in mythology/reality, a scope of belief, awsome job

[Keli Renee]

I agree with ZeN on this one.
Vividly fantastic.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are a talented writer. Power in every sentence. Like a Dante's story. Every word had a purpose. A excellent short poem.
Coyote

[Red Brick Keshner]

Almost quite like a metaphoric description of mind altering substances. Or that is just my imagination running away with me. Splendid read. Hope to encounter more of your writing.

[Hello, Goodbye]

Fantastic in its elusive and ambiguous description.. your very creative in the narrative and potent in your stabs at word pictures.. I liked it much..

[Krazy On The Outside]

Great poem!
I love the imagery.