icelandicblue : Writing

What is Done?

What is Done?

A Poem by icelandicblue


What is done is never really done. Death is an interruption of love that has no place to lite, of conversations interrupted, and of a longing that is..
The Time Before Now

The Time Before Now

A Poem by icelandicblue


Beneath ancient boughs, beyond the eyesof ordinary men sits a tower on the edge of the Earth itself,a spiritual way station of great significance.It i..
Archival Inks

Archival Inks

A Poem by icelandicblue


Strung words contain the meandering of liveslived and loston straight paths and crooked trails.Somedays its cursive current flows from a wellspringof ..
Agent Orange

Agent Orange

A Poem by icelandicblue


Coal dust dreams snow downhillwhile canaries take clean breaths.Politicians play on people's fearsand scare the rational to death.Greed and hate are a..
Life Without Borders

Life Without Borders

A Poem by icelandicblue


The walls appeared suddenly,their bricks made of words,their mortar of silence.The isolation imposed a misted hushthat enveloped her completely.She wo..
Unfettered

Unfettered

A Poem by icelandicblue


She stood against a backdrop of flaming red petals,her memories shut tight inside a heart shaped boxfilled with a time she could almost touch but neve..
Filling the Empty Space

Filling the Empty Space

A Poem by icelandicblue


Stardust is sprinkled in my hair,I have always been an old soulbut have never lost the lusterthat the universe has bestowed on me.The sun competed wit..
Karma Always Calls

Karma Always Calls

A Poem by icelandicblue


She was a poison apple of a woman,black star eyes and crimson lips.Her beauty a facade, a viper's nest of want.So much waste was left in her wake.A li..
Ruinous Rubble of Stone

Ruinous Rubble of Stone

A Poem by icelandicblue


Swathed in endless darkness, adorned in the pitch of it-a silken spiderweb of solitude am I.The castle on the hillis cold and forbidding,it's desolati..
The Bridge Eternal

The Bridge Eternal

A Poem by icelandicblue


Night has fallen in silken silencewhile the clouds blanket the sky.There is a preternatural stillnessthat makes me hold my breathand right before I ex..

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