Ice

The proximity of the ice hangs with sparkled immobility,

~Don't you just want to save it?

The sharpness of the ice floats, available, like the acerbity silver of a blade,

~Don't you just want to run your fingers across the edge?

Like I do, Like you do, like we all seem to...

You break everything that softens in your path, begging you, contorting for you,

Lying down for you like fluffy snow on a relaxed harshness of a winter day,

~Don't you want to listen to the shimmering sputters of her lust for you?

The proximity of the ice hangs with sparkled infallibility,

~Don't you just want to melt your velvety finger pads against its form?

The heat of the ice floats, blazing, like the acrimony of your poise,

~Don't you just want to release your words as if you've never felt them before?

The spheric shape of the icy solitude cries at the core,

Waiting for the perfect moment, the only splitting second to split at the top,

...to fall into your caring, warmth of a hold.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Great description made the photo come alive. I like the language and the description. A very good ending to a outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[sarah]

This is amazing!

[Judy Ponceby]

Wonderful write. Your descriptions are lovely, sensuous.

[Ravyne Hawke]

I will never think of icecicles the same. You have made them so incredible sensual and seductive that now I want one desperately. I remember as a child being so curious about them, wanting, needing to reach one, but I was always too short and everyone said I would cut myself on them anyway.. I didn't care, I just wanted one. Now perhaps I know why *grins* Thanks for the memories!

[Jesse N. Wall]

good stuff. i can't remember ever picturing ice so vividly...
i swear i smelled icicles.

[Just Me]

This poem was awesome. It was like it came directly from your sould. Wonderful

[HopelesslyDevoted]

breathtaking, this is one of those poems that really feed the soul!

[Kiri Nells]

This is so amazingly well done. It's full of emotions and a deepness that not everybody would understand. The structure is original, and it works so well with this poem. Thought provoking and well written! Great job!

[biib]

This is no doubt one of my favorites.
The title ice, for a second taught me to hesitate but as I began to read...
Everything simply fell and slipped through me like something warm and sexual.
You've set a bond --interlaced between words and I felt it all.

Both beautiful ad powerful.