Frost

Frost

A Poem by Island Hippy
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For my gran.

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In this still night
Thick with sleep
Biting cold is the air
I tremble under the weight
Of your absence

In my waking up mind
I must turn you to the third person
Whispering softly to the universe
Like the patient constructions of spiders,
Working ‘pon the sil of the old sash window

To the frost, she is history
Gone from this world
She is starlight.

© 2018 Island Hippy


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Aloha my dear ohana! So happy to see your exquisite poem. Hope you, Lani, Kalani all doing well in this new year. Your gran is watching over you from the stars and you honor her memory so beautifully with your words here. Lovely flow and your ethereal imagery bathes us in her light. I send you love and wish you peace ohana. Xo sloppy kisses from Kalani’s Auntie Annette:):):)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Wonderful use of words and thoughts. Made the reader feel the memory and the loss. Thank you dear Lizzy for sharing the amazing poetry.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is heartfelt & powerfully stated. I love the various ways you weave the "frost" metaphor. "I must turn you to the third person" -- that's an incredible idea & way of saying it. I haven't seen you much on this website, so I hope you won't stop coming (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh luv, dear Izzy, i didn't realise you'd come back to writing since.. those three last phrases capture your loving core. (You) Just read again.. your second stanza paints thoughts so beautiful. Prayers.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Though sad, a sweet tribute to your gran. Beautiful images and words.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

so sad, so beautiful....feeling the draft of missing someone so much---distance is frost---and frost is for lifetimes.

j.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the turn surprised me ..so the sadness more poignant ..well said ..how we miss our grans for sure .. well done indeed ..i think your gran is watching and listening ..pretty sure she is happy and proud of you
E.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aloha my dear ohana! So happy to see your exquisite poem. Hope you, Lani, Kalani all doing well in this new year. Your gran is watching over you from the stars and you honor her memory so beautifully with your words here. Lovely flow and your ethereal imagery bathes us in her light. I send you love and wish you peace ohana. Xo sloppy kisses from Kalani’s Auntie Annette:):):)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well written and brings on the feels. I enjoyed this writing and I look forward to reading more of your work!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful. That's really all I can say. This is a very beautiful piece. Very well done.
-Richard

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on January 26, 2018
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Island Hippy
Island Hippy

Maui, Hawai’i



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