Ice peeling like glass sheets
off last winter’s kill
uncovers a cold heart
un-beating but angry still
and if you dare to touch it
its anger will bleed and spill
like quick freeze on dearest rose
with warmth, turns to swill
even best of nice intentions
thwarted by a sense of will.
In a list
A contest entry
- LOVE, HATE & US by Rosemary Stroebel.
525 points, ended February 27, 2007, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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not a bad poem. most of the time i spent on this page(besides typing this) was staring at that picture
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ty for your comments, point taken.
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This poem is filled with so much hurt. It is often hard to heal after we have been hurt by someone close to us.
Good luck - let the ink flow and your fingers dance
Rosemary -
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Yes, so true..it does....and we war little soulscars for the rest of our lives that even we can not name.
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Beautiful
This a awsome right. So much talent. Keep it up.
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