Frozen

cold and locked away

On this merry-go-round we call life
we share a horrible secret

How can I melt those frozen tears you shed
making your face a mask

You say, " There is no beauty"
you have a hole in your heart

No warmth can save you
from the disease you carry

Like a pocket-watch your grandfather gave you
dead and buried in the frozen earth

You have a hole in your heart
as deep as the Artic
as cold as the tundra

Frozen

Author's Note

No time to write .. or i should say no quiet ... so another dusty poem from the crypt..
Someday maybe ..

Reviews

[Blade & Blood (The ..]

Interesting imagery. I kind of feel cold already... which is a nice feeling considering the 101 degree heat where I'm living. :P

I personally think this is a very deep poem. Unfortunately, I can't really dig far below ground to tell you what it tells me, but I will say that you're really gifted with these images and figurative language you present us with. The vision you give me is a winter wasteland that is beautiful but terrible to dwell in... it's a stange sight, but I have to admit that I'm impressed with the result.

This is an excellent and highly descriptive poem with possibly one simple theme or many complex message. Great job and thanks for posting.

Ironically Yours, Blade and Blood

[Fabian G. Franklin]

See, great minds do think alike. lol my old poem glacier... below

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Glaciers move slowly
Carving valleys
The ice of isolation

Born of winter
Alone in the company of others
The blood is growing old

Water trickles in crevices and veins
Creation flowing freely
Containing antediluvian rain

Summer has no understanding of ice
But relies on brightness
Glaciers reflect, reject the warm

Creeping memories; hallowed
Caves smooth and crystalline
Eternally frozen

[Jibey]

'Like a pocket-watch your grandfather gave you
dead and buried in the frozen earth'

Life that is buried in the cold tundra... Chillingly powerful

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem. I met people who had nothing left to give. Poem story is powerful. I like the complete poem. Ain't good to die in heart and soul when life is still in our body. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Stephanie Marie<3]

This poem is so vivid and descriptive. I love the imagery I get while reading it. Very well-written, and it holds such a deep message! Keep up the good work!! =]

[ANNA]

wow your words consumed me! very deep and I feel a sadness within. I loved this part:
"On this merry-go-round we call life
we share a horrible secret"

Wonderful words

Much lov n respect,
Anna

[Kaelani]

i love the similies! they tie the whole thing together

[Stacey]

I love the visuals in this as well. I like how it's ended with one word.

And damn those frozen people!

[Drea]

What a line
Like a pocket watch your grandfather gave you
dead and buried in the frozen earth

THAT is spectacular. It conveys not only something dead; but something long dead. Something that was passed on respectfully ; perhaps even hopefully and then disregarded. Something that had value and worth that was wasted and disrespected.
Those two lines so so much. wow.

Rhiannon