icelandicblue : Writing

Wicked Things

Wicked Things

A Poem by icelandicblue


Mischief danced in the dark as the odor of dead thingsoverpowered the scent of pine.This was not a place for the fair folkor butterflies but a cold sp..
Shine So Softly

Shine So Softly

A Poem by icelandicblue


Here I sit in the archival hall of memories looking through the gossamer of silken shadows watching in wonder at..
Who Knows?

Who Knows?

A Poem by icelandicblue


I've known you all my lifealthough we've never metpunching your own ticketmere mortals can't forget.Always reminding everyonehow you're one step ahead..
In This Place

In This Place

A Poem by icelandicblue


Life's scalpel has taken a sagittal sliceof time and thrown it upon hewn logsto crackle and smoke in heated whorls.The present never really isswallowe..
The Brain of A Splintered Poet

The Brain of A Splintered Poet

A Poem by icelandicblue


I'd like to write a poemperhaps just one a daybut there is something in my brain that just won't work that way.My phone is filled with snippetsof my i..
Anne Of The Celts

Anne Of The Celts

A Poem by icelandicblue


The Apocalypse cameand I didn't care.I had too much to doto go anywhere.Four stinkin horsementhat's all that you got?I've got anger and sorrowand word..
Rain Shadow

Rain Shadow

A Poem by icelandicblue


The earth did not shudderas I became the shadein this landscape ofthe misconstrued.When was it thatthe afterthought of whoand what became only footste..
Code 187

Code 187

A Poem by icelandicblue


Blood splatter like tear dropsfall against cracked plaster,blue booties traipse through the carnageand ask who would sculpt such a thing?Eyes open in ..
The Sparkling Dome of An Endless Universe

The Sparkling Dome of An Endless Universe

A Poem by icelandicblue


The carpet of evening slowly unrolls across the skyas the stars bloom in bejeweled wonder.How I long to pluck some of them and arrange a bouquet that ..
Her Voice

Her Voice

A Poem by icelandicblue


Maya Angelou 1928-2014