reflection tell not a lie
representation: sadness
eyes of autumn, belly of leaves
turn to ash.
winter is approaching
I can only feel what is real, this...
heart of chaos and flesh
stone cold laying still, limp, lifeless at best
singing subtle tunes of loneliness
I cannot wink to disguise these lies.
haloed orphan treading water
tiny puddles dwell my back
spine, my lifevest, swaying nauseously
resembles: aging pendulum
time escaping.
winter has arrived
I can only feel what is here, this...
heart of the Arctic and frozen flesh
dead cold laying still, limp, lifeless at best
singing subtle tunes no more.
Author notes
Only those who live through six months of winter know the darkness, the chill, the lining in your veins pausing to regain consciousness for it is so cold...and it is only October and I can sense it creeping...
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"haloed orphan treading water"
-- Melted ice.
Ah, Alaska. Yes, the Winter. My cousin just married a girl from Alaska.
You write so well about Winter, maybe it's because you know her all too well.
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Sadly, I do. Damn this Canadian temp! Although it hasn't snowed yet (yay) it is coming...
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It's here. Sorry. But... it is. It's not even December yet. I don't know about there, but here it was nice and hot for five days. And not even in succession. They were spread out over two months. We should move to Aruba. Wait... You just bought a house. Damn it. Well, we could vacation there, I think. Or take a cruise; that would be nice.
It feels good to be commenting again, even though it's pure bullshit and nothing about the piece. I suck. Anyway....
"haloed orphan treading water
tiny puddles dwell my back"
that is a gorgeously dark phrase, right there. Like nothing I've read before. You always know how to utilize these certain words (like "dwell") that make the whole stanza just glitter with awesomeness.
I like the title. :-)
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Haha, I know it's here. DAMNIT. It was really, REALLY nice one day then the next- frost! It's complete madness. Screw the house, Aruba it is! Cruises are sweet, let's take one. You don't suck, I like everything you say
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You REALLY don't like being cold, do you? I remember you talking a lot about it, but I never really thought it would inspire these beautifully worded stanzas.
This is the perfect length. It began and ended swiftly, but in just the right manner. You did a really great job on this.
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AP doesn't notify anymore when I get comments...but yes, I really hate the cold.
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