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.
Author notes
Written April 28th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- AllWrite Magazine Poetry Contest for Adults (20 and over) April, Prewrites Allowed by Runawaytrain.
300 points, ended April 3, 2005, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Thank you Wanda.
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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
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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. -
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
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i like that. it is a real good poem. keep it up.
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You used Wolf's Rain!!! I loved your poem!
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What a charming thing to imply.
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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.
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Thanks, you're a doll.
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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.
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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.
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This gave me chills. I'm very fond of reading this. Great job.
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Priceless, be a prick, and all should be well.
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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.
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it's good to know it improves something
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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!
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(Aw, phooey, the line thru the words special effect didn't work. Well, I tried.)
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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. -
Excellent
You are one of the best poets here! Great write, thanks for sharing and keep them great writes coming. -
hmm, this is rather interesting, and rather good as well. Great job horus
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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..
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some really choice words combining to freeze images in this one. Young love under exploding glacier??? madness.
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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.
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Yeah, I've been sucking more cock lately.
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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?
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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.
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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.
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Fantastic write! Cold is such a beautiful delicate thing and your poem captures the overwhelming sensation!
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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!
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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
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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,
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