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Frigid Memory

A chill...
Is it from the air, or my heart??
I can't tell the difference.
Here, I wallow
swallowed in a vast jungle of memories.
Tears of yearning drop...wetting the floor
crawling to the cracks,
they leave me, too.

Alone and shivering
enveloped in a grey silence
cold paths lurking in the crevices of my face

A chill...
Is it from the air, or your heart??
Either way, your just another Frigid Memory.

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Pink Sheep Fun aka I read the rules....ha.
Written March 13th, 2005

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  • ra koroviev
    October 6, 2006
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    hey, i thought to take the time and return the favor... i like this piece a lot and for some reason i relate to it one way or the other... "Alone and shivering
    enveloped in a grey silence
    cold paths lurking in the crevices of my face"
    - LOVE IT...

  • unicorns r love
    March 25, 2005
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    hey ash mai friend joe says "THAT IS SOOO FREAKIN AWSOME EVEN THO I DIDNT READ IT IT WAS JUS SOOO LONG IT HAD 2 B AWSOM" i did read it and it IS awsome lol -faye

  • unicorns r love
    March 23, 2005
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    woowoo next stop mai eyes

    ok dont mind the rest of thease comments i have to comment so i can post one of my new poems but i really liked what you wrote -faye fmnvlfdn jngjkfngjfkjei fkjlefjij efdkm,dc jfrfn jnfjsdnfjndsjnfn jnfjknfkndfjnjernfjenfjefnd jnfjdn n n n fn kfkej n n n n n n n n n n n nnnn nnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn n nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnn n nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnn uuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuu uuuuuuu uuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ppppppppppppppppppp ppppppppppppp pppppp ppppppppppppppppppppppp ....im watching tv and sponge bob id coming here!!!!! ok maybe if urr here we can go see him tehe!!!!!!!!


  • March 13, 2005
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    Excellent! Very well done, I looked at the rules and you wrote your emotions so amazingly well... well done imagery, tears of yearning drop... wetting the floor crawling to the cracks, expressing the intensity of the moment and the end, A chill... The "Frigid Memory" excellent in title as well, all the best in the contest Ashlee, another fantastic write! Love, Annie