Through a window pane,
I pictured you.
A silhouette comprised
of minute glaciers,
clinging to time’s residue.
Fascination’s breath,
briefly soiled my incantation.
Fingertips, glass encased
willingly straining towards
your frostbitten charms.
Memories taint reality,
this I know only too well.
But as they glaze my eyes,
amber warmth beckons
sour whiskey kisses.
Timeless souls,
captivate my mind’s embrace.
As I melt once more
against wooden solitude
realization of your death remains.
But your face,
winter has never erased.
Author notes
Inspired by Muddyking's "Meltdown" If you have not read it...you should http://allpoetry.com/poem/4071969
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A refreshing write! I love your style, your use of words and your imagery. You relax when you write, and you do not push it..Envisioning what you share is quite something..An other era, another place..It is a unique work by your pen and I do enjoy it!
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Well I know you can bring life in to the words..especially a life which one can see moving with a new meaning..well done...
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Wow!!
Oh My~ You brought forth some images my Friend and when I was reading...for some reason I was hearing a whistling~
like a calling
Wild
Fascination’s breath,
briefly soiled my incantation.
Fingertips, glass encased
willingly straining towards
your frostbitten charms.
Love these lines
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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A really beautiful poem, the last two line are superb! great write!
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good
this is very good I love it
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Nice,
You really have penned a wonderful piece here..
And to be inspired by another poet's piece,
hates off to muddyking's piece. Bravo sweet soul.
-Timothy
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Amazing! Such a magical feeling in this. I just simply love it
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Fascination’s breath,
briefly soiled my incantation.
this is my favorite passage as it puts me in your mindset
and then there are no better than whiskey kisses...I know many won't understand that, but I do
this has to be read and re-read
Fingertips, glass encased
willingly straining towards
your frostbitten charms.
coming in from the cold is sometimes impossible if it's so deep inside...brilliant poem Gypsy
I love it
huge hugs
peace Muddy
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I knew you'd get this if no one else did Thanks hun
Not as splendid as your piece, but figures it would take you to resurrect my muse 
ya
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VERY DEEP PIECE you've penned here!
keep on writing,
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Liked the chill of this piece.
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liked your ending lines best.
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Oh. This is a nice little poem that you have going on here. I really liked the first two lines of it. I found them engaging. Almost like you were inviting me to pick inside the window of your life and see how it is for you. You have a lot of pretty language in this. I thought you did a good job of expressing yourself here.
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"Memories taint reality,
this I know only too well."
intriguing poem. i really loved those two lines in particular, dunno why they just really stood out.
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Memories taint reality,
this I know only too well
that was my favorite part
great write
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The second Stanza is perfect, and sour whiskey kisses are the best,(they are soooo hot), I like this write a lot, it exemplifies what poetry should be, a statement written in a beautiful way.
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Awesome
This is the first time I've read any of you poetry gypse and I will certainly read more. The flow is great and i can easily visualize it but at the same time see the meaning of the lines. Great poem.
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Excellent
Wow! This is well constructed my friend. It rolls like a strip of film through the mind. It is multi-layered for added interpretations, which is always a plus. Well Done! ~Peace~Rev Dragon Raven -
Beautiful
I am at a lose for words. Thank you for sharing!
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i think that mustve taken you a long time to write it as it is a very good poem and i think you should be very proud to be the writer of it
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Great inspiration indeed, Muddys write and his author note simply says it all.
To be true to others, you must be true to youself first.
pretty impressive writing gypsy.
(pssst,,,I don't take ice in mine )
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Ops! Ms. Simplton didn't get it again. Sorry hon for having my head in nature all the time. After reading Muddys,I see the message evaded my pea brain yet again. However,a great piece of poetry delivers a unique message universal based on ones life experiences. As this one surely has! It doubles the enjoyment I've derived by finding more to it than I originally captured from it too. It's wonderful in more ways for me now.
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No worries, you actually did great, it's sort of a duality on my part, at least in my mind. Nature is quite part of it
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you know it is funny, i saw your name earlier and thought to myself i wonder when we get to see a new poem and low and behold here is a poem
a sad piece here - good strong imagery used to portray sorrow and longing i think. death captures us all, we have to face it or fall under the ripples of grief. a good poem.
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I'm certainly going to read Muddys piece as well. If it inspired such metaphoric memories as this exquisitly scribed verse. This piece could conjure a variaty of things in meanings. But I'm inclined personally to envision a cold view of a deep and deep in winter valley and its spirit of history.Wonderful penning Poetess!
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