Trudging through the ice and snow;
Wind gusting, forty below.
Distant memories of heat
Replaced by wind driven sleet.
Behind him, crushed in pack ice;
The remains of the Eurydice.
Each step takes him further south.
Pain. Fog expelled from his mouth.
Seems a futile endeavor,
Snowfields go on forever.
Falling. Here ever to lie
Blanketed by grey arctic sky.
Author notes
Prompt No. 9 - Snowfields Forever, 60 word limit.
This poem is a work of fiction inspired by true stories of Arctic Exploration.
A contest entry
- 24 Hour PIF - by Bear - by Arkbear.
500 points, ended August 13, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wonderful
Very creative and well done. Such a fabulous expression. Best of luck in the contest.
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Thank you for reading and commenting. I am glad you enjoyed the poem.
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Sad yet a very good write
It makes one see the pain and the troubled steps they took along the frozen tundra reaching for the safety of warmth yet only feeling it from within before the fatal fall
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I am glad you enjoyed the poems. I have several books on surival or failing to survive in the arctic. I drew on my rememberences of these stories to write this poem.
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Very visual write my friend
Well done
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Thanks. It was supposed to be an adventure as a metaphor. I dont think it came across that way.
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Excellent imagery here.
Distant memories of heat
Replaced by wind driven sleet.
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Thank you for reading and commenting. I am really glad that you enjoyed it.
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A short but a most potent piece of verse here! very cleanly and and very deftly done throughout... it really does leave a chill of sorts behind with the reader.... bravo...
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Thanks. I am glad you enjoyed the poem. I appreciate you taking the time to read my work and comment on it.
Mike
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"Falling. Here ever to lie" Great phrasing and fine use of language. This relates a great deal in so few words. Even though this tells such a specific tale, it seems a bit metaphoric to me, as if it could mean something more...
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I was hoping someone would see the metaphor. It is not a true story, just a collage of many tales. I am glad you enjoyed it.
Mike
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oh.. this is a really wonderful write.. The flow is smooth and wonderful.. I like the imagery as well.. you really did a great job!!! thank you very much for sharing! I really enjoyed reading this piece!!
Angel
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Thank you for reading and commenting. Even though the story was tragic, I kept thinking how cool the snow would be.
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wow i like this love the flow and the rhyme yur such an amazing poet...... keep writing cause im gonna keeep reading.... thank for sharing this and good luck in contest!
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I am glad you enjoyed it. If I could have used more words, it would have been longer.
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Snowfields. Vivid imagery there.
I like the way you set this up, the ending is just all out sad. You don't really get to know the survivor, how far did he get? And then you realize it's fiction. Great effect I suppose, though I don't think it's fair
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Best wishes,
I liked,
jin
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I am glad you enjoyed it. I started to write just about walking thru the snow. Then I remembered a story about a Russian ship trapped in the ice. Because I was limited to 60 words, I killed him off.
I know. I was mean.
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Nice job....are you sure you did not want an *ed* added to *pack*?
The polar circle is packed with many men, women and probably children.....not so much fiction....only the accounts portrayed ~
Nie job....God bless,
Bear ~
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Thank you for your comments and the inspiration for this poem.
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You are most welcome.....thank you for entering ...there is another contest coming very soon!
Bear ~
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