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Cold

Missing image
Pounded thin through splitting blue light
Shafts dance around me, playing to crystal.

Electrolytes and long inescapable pauses
Directing me from float to swell, then horizon.

Layer upon layer of frozen idea and tissue
If I were to bend quickly, all would shatter.

Another frozen dreamer in another false flash
Like young love, I'm a crawling glacier.

Floe to floe, following the North star home
To a place where the sun doesn't matter.

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Written April 28th, 2004

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  • horus8 gold member
    April 3, 2005
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    Thank you Wanda.


  • Night Hope gold member
    April 3, 2005
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    A wonderful poem, horus8...& the comments are 'priceless'...hehehe Good luck in the contest...not that you need any...you have Talent... Wanda


  • CountryCousin
    March 24, 2005
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    Incredible

    This is incredibly sublime writing in that it conveys a message to the reader in poetic verse. You did well.


  • Catressa gold member
    March 24, 2005
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    This is so sad and since the idea of the contest is clear it fits perfect. I won't wish you good luck. The write is sure to place.. Take Care, Catressa


  • MisJudged
    March 24, 2005
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    i like that. it is a real good poem. keep it up.
    MisJudged

  • LuluDark
    March 24, 2005
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    You used Wolf's Rain!!! I loved your poem!

  • horus8 gold member
    March 24, 2005
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    What a charming thing to imply.


  • ShaShay
    March 24, 2005
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    I don't know why I always feel as if each one you post is the best, maybe because you progress a bit each moment of each day. As you know, I admire your talent immensely and this is no exception.
    ~~~POO~~~

  • horus8 gold member
    March 24, 2005
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    Thanks, you're a doll.


  • Runawaytrain
    March 24, 2005
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    This is a feeling that before I read this, I would have thought was impossible to convey with words! What marvelous metaphor, symbol and simile you have crafted together.


  • Pookiebubu
    March 24, 2005
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    Very beautiful write. I like how you've given us a different picture of ice and cold. My favorite line is
    Layer upon layer of frozen idea and tissue
    Hmmm.. makes you think, definitely!
    Good write, and thanks for sharing.
    Good luck in the contest!


  • Queen Chiquita
    July 8, 2004
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    This gave me chills. I'm very fond of reading this. Great job.

    *~*Queefie*~*

  • horus8 gold member
    May 3, 2004
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    Priceless, be a prick, and all should be well.


  • dp robertson
    May 2, 2004
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    That is wonderful writing- just wonderful. You could have combined this with your last poem and called it "Cold Cunts" which reminds me I have to go off to another job interview.

    David


  • Nyx Iscariot
    April 30, 2004
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    it's good to know it improves something

    N...


  • Carole Dudley
    April 29, 2004
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    Brrr! I'm chilled to the bone by this write that permeates the body like a cold draft, in an lonely house, on an icy night in northern Alaska. But warmed, too, by the warmth of poet on fire! Great northern lights! What a poem!


  • April 29, 2004
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    (Aw, phooey, the line thru the words special effect didn't work. Well, I tried.)


  • April 29, 2004
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    -Interesting-
    -Thanks for sharing-
    -It doesn't suck-
    (Sorry. I'm trying to be funny again.
    I'd better stop before I hurt myself.)

    Pretty and haunting. All ice-crystally. Like it's beautiful and you want to touch it, but it's razor-sharp and super-pointy. And clear and true, but refracty if you tilt your head just slightly. OK, I'll go away now.

  • RoughRider
    April 29, 2004
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    Excellent

    You are one of the best poets here! Great write, thanks for sharing and keep them great writes coming.


  • Trilliana
    April 29, 2004
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    hmm, this is rather interesting, and rather good as well. Great job horus


  • NurseChilly gold member
    April 29, 2004
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    Well it's cold here in Manchester but hey, we have an interesting Gay Village but where I am going with this.. who know's.. I am wandering around in my jammies..saying "is it thursday??" hehhehe damned night shifts..
    I really liked this one nephew.. it has a deep soul to it.. I like this phase you're going through at the moment..

    ~GILL~xxxx


  • April 29, 2004
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    some really choice words combining to freeze images in this one. Young love under exploding glacier??? madness.


  • cvillelisa
    April 29, 2004
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    I like this crest of wave you are riding on .. this is quite beautiful even though it is cold and you know how I feel about about cold ..you are lovely. good morning.

  • horus8 gold member
    April 29, 2004
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    Yeah, I've been sucking more cock lately.


  • horus8 gold member
    April 29, 2004
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    I think what I meant was the further north you go the longer the days until it's always daylight, you didn't know that it was never dark at the poles until opposites?


  • Nyx Iscariot
    April 28, 2004
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    what's with you lately?

    i've noticed a string of simple, elegant, tasteful, and almost fragile poetry from you lately. even when you spew out angry words.


    hope things are good.

    N...


  • lordoftherings gold member
    April 28, 2004
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    Not like your other writes, more pensive this one. Philosophical in the sense that does the blackness of night actually meet the lightness of day or is it a progression of blendness. Another insightful piece from you Horas.

  • Meg Cuddihy
    April 28, 2004
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    Fantastic write! Cold is such a beautiful delicate thing and your poem captures the overwhelming sensation!


  • Naughtygrlred
    April 28, 2004
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    how can the sun ever find the night when they are oppisite of each other huh I mean maybe early in the morning the sun is out and the moon still gravitates in the sky, huh my pot pie is getting cold, intresting read as always!


  • Paint Me Beautiful
    April 28, 2004
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    Hmm, this was very good, i enjoyed reading it, thank you so much for sharing, keep up the good work, lookin forward to more


  • April 28, 2004
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    Hmm, interesting... I like it! I like the way you took this into perspective! You did a good job! Keep up the good work! God bless,
    sloshydan

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