Hidden Pond.

Hidden Pond.

A Poem by Falling Leaf.

In an endless wilderness perpetually blanketed by snow, 
There is a little jewel nestled in a snug clearing. 
Its surface is smooth and unblemished,
The top layer of ice seeming like melted diamonds. 

This wilderness knows a cold like no other. 
When wolves try to reach the pond,
They freeze and die amongst the trees. 
The hidden pond is protected, untouched, 
And no footprints soil the snow about it. 

I live in this pond, underneath the canopy of
Ice which turns the outside world milky and distorted. 
Some may say the ice traps me under, but I see it as
A polar fortress. 
These temperatures freeze the emotion in my veins
Before it can reach my heart. 

Sometimes I float up to the surface from 
The murky floor on which I am comatose. 
I search for a ray of sunlight which would 
Coax me out of my frosty recess. 

Tapping on the ice, like a pane of glass
To protect from the injustice of the wilderness 
Outside, 
I am startled to see my own 
Glacial eyes staring back at me,
The desperate hope reflected in them. 

My solitary reflection reminds me 
That there is no one out there,
And never will be. 
My heavy bones sink back to the bottom. 
As I sleep, the sun rises and sets,
The snow piles up to sky-scraping heights,
Wolves freeze in the piercing cold, 

Again and again,

Miles away from even coming close
To the hidden pond.

© 2015 Falling Leaf.


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Falling Leaf.
A metaphor about feeling isolated... Leave thoughts, I am always looking for ways to improve...

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Since I lost my husband, sold my home and belongings to move north and live with family, I feel isolated. I am slowly meeting people, but so far no one that I could feel close to. I also am adjusting back to living in ice cold weather and deep snow. Brr. A different write, I like the wording very much. Valentine

Posted 9 Years Ago


It's really good,
I did like the metaphor, and enjoyable poem to read
Great piece of work!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ice cold the whole thing has this sematic field of cold and frozen, just like isolation leaves you frozen, alone and no warm companionship good work.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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