Unfettered

Unfettered

A Poem by icelandicblue

She stood against a backdrop of flaming red petals,
her memories shut tight inside a heart shaped box
filled with a time she could almost touch but never reach.
Their fragrance had waned with passing years.

Immersed in the now kept that box shut
so that she could keep her mind from wandering
into fields so deeply textured, filled with a raw beauty
of a love lost that had splintered into thorns.

The things that can pierce us the deepest
sometimes dull over time but still
they have the ability to draw blood
and conjure a dizzying kaleidoscope of thought.

This was her looking glass into a world of soft rouged lips
flawlessly pursed with promise and the belief of a more
so elusive she could not find words for it, just colors,
imbued with the naiveté of fleeting youth.

Yet in all things there are lessons if you are willing to learn.
Some seeds lie dormant waiting for a signal to root, grow and bloom,
so she took a breath and thrust the trowel deep into the ground
smoothed her dress, sat, and smelled the rich soil of unfettered possibility.



© 2016 icelandicblue



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Even the most darkest of lessons hold salvation for us, may not feel like it at the time but is often the case, this is so beautifully written :)

Posted 5 Months Ago


icelandicblue

4 Months Ago

THANK YOU POPPY~ AND YOU ARE RIGHT, EVERYTHING IS A LESSON IF WE ALLOW IT TO BE.
just exquisite Icey! i am wooed softly through the tragedy ... wound around all the roads taken and delivered to a sublime moment in the garden ..wonderful closing ... wonderful poem .. i am sitting in the afterglow ..:)
E.

Posted 11 Months Ago


icelandicblue

11 Months Ago

Thank you my friend. I hope you are well.
Einstein Noodle

11 Months Ago

very well thank you! you and yours are in my prayers always :) joy and health and healing to all!!! .. read more
It is the unfettered possibilities of life that allow us to have hope, to forge on in spite of the obstacles that are hurled at us. Your expression of this lesson of life is exceptional with vivid detail that allows me to see her in the all of her experience!
You have written a beautiful and mesmerizing message for readers to embrace!

Posted 11 Months Ago


icelandicblue

11 Months Ago

Thanks Sheila! I appreciate your lovely review.
A strong feel for the deep, words encompassing soul's form with a small whisper of hope. It doesn't get any better in thought or form.

Regards,
Al

Posted 1 Year Ago


icelandicblue

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much Alfred. I appreciate it.
I like your choice of words a lot, the wording reminds me of my older poetic short stories and I love it when a writing reads relatable. A creative, metaphorical and nicely crafted piece on an old and naive love.

Posted 1 Year Ago


icelandicblue

1 Year Ago

Thank you for your kind words Vanessa. It's nice to meet you.
Closed

1 Year Ago

You're welcome. Nice to meet you too.
Working. Creating some sort of order from chaos is very therapeutic. Nice, thoughtful write.

Posted 1 Year Ago


icelandicblue

1 Year Ago

Hi Mark~ Chaos will reign if we let it. And you are very astute...this was highly therapeutic.
I agree dear friend.
"Yet in all things there are lessons if you are willing to learn.
Some seeds lie dormant waiting for a signal to root, grow and bloom,
so she took a breath and thrust the trowel deep into the ground
smoothed her dress, sat, and smelled the rich soil of unfettered possibility."
Above lines. Good old fashion wisdom to be lived by. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


icelandicblue

1 Year Ago

Hello! Thank you so much and I am glad you enjoyed that last stanza!
Coyote Poetry

1 Year Ago

I did and you are welcome.
bad seeds grow into ugly roses with wicked thorns...but when they are dug up and replaced...the new roses can grow into beauty and love...and help us forget the old pain.

nicely metaphoric piece.

j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


icelandicblue

1 Year Ago

So very true jacob. Sometimes bad seeds even get struck by lightening (Patty McCormack)... But beaut.. read more
This was her looking glass into a world of soft rouged lips
flawlessly pursed with promise and the belief of a more
so elusive she could not find words for it, just colors,
imbued with the naiveté of fleeting youth.

Always so pleased to see you've released something new. A big fan, icy blue:)

Posted 1 Year Ago


icelandicblue

1 Year Ago

Hi Pryde! It's nice to see you as well. I appreciate your uplifting comments.
This is so true. It is a balance. While we need to put our hurts in perspective, they can be a source of learning, strength, and renewal.

Posted 1 Year Ago


icelandicblue

1 Year Ago

I love the quote (I am paraphrasing) from the "Perks of Being a Wallflower,"
"You only accept.. read more
Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

True, and the reason I ended up in an abusive relationship. If only I could have seen it at the time.. read more

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