What a soft and delicate lament. Time. It has a way of moving so swiftly that we miss it as it just grazes by us, but it can move so very slowly that we feel as if we are susspended by it, unable and perhaps unwilling to relinquish ourselves from it. So beautiful and soulful. I love the metaphors you use, comparing time to Frozen Vanilla Ice Cream.
time frozen like vanilla ice cream. strange comparison but original and funny.
the whole poem is pleasant on the tongue just like ice cream licked off the cone.
well penned Moon's daughter.
Posted 9 Years Ago
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9 Years Ago
Haha, quirky is my middle name, sir!!! Time has been compared to so many things...I wanted to be the.. read moreHaha, quirky is my middle name, sir!!! Time has been compared to so many things...I wanted to be the first one to compare it to an ice cream.
9 Years Ago
it is certainly the first time I've come across such a comparison. I like that Moon's quirky daughte.. read moreit is certainly the first time I've come across such a comparison. I like that Moon's quirky daughter :)
A sweet and alluring piece you have here, and who doesn't like ice cream? I'd watch your over use of 'It' when starting stanzas, but other than that, a tempting write. Well done.
Ice cream and love. Both tasty and sweet. I agree. I enjoyed the positive feel and hope in the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
If you're a dreamer, come in
If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar
A hope er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer,
If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin
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