Crystal Palace

           'Crystal Palace'

You dwell alone, inside the freezing cold,
Of what, you once called... your home.
Tis build of pure crystal...I am told,
Yet others say...that it is pure stone.

I see it standing upon the knoll,
It is brightly shining... in the sun.
To melt the ice, is the suns daily goal;
And it will work...til day is done.

In a house...that is made of glass;
One can easily see what, goes on inside.
As I slowly ride on... up the path;
I wonder...if you have ever...tried.

To escape the bands, of the chilling ice;
That you have enclosed yourself in.
Just what would it take...for me to entice,
You...to come out, and learn to live again?

I would gladly offer...my own heart and soul,
And every earthly treasure...that I own;
To have you melt and again...become whole
To regain the happiness... you had once known.

I could remove you...from that bed of ice,
Leave behind the crystal palace, make you my own;
Show you that...it is possible, to love twice,
Never again...would you need to dwell...alone.

Yet, you choose to lie upon your cold bed of stone;
Entombed in ice...once burnt...you chose to die alone.

© 2014 Valentine

Reviews

[Jack Necron (Aubrey Jac..]

Chilling much like it's descriptions, this write is connectable for most and for others it's still an unending exile. I like the metaphors of a castle and tomb of ice that needs to be melted in order for us to escape. It's easy to withdraw from everything when you've been hurt one too many times but it's hard to push yourself to try again. Thank you for sharing, it's a good poem.

[Valentine]

Jack, the idea for this came from a novel I was reading at the time. A castle was in the story.

[Ted Kniffen]

Good one, Kathie. Some choose to live alone for various reasons, some can be rescued (I was) and some live it out to the end. Good write.

[Valentine]

Ted, For some oldsters, when they remarry the one loses their income. My friend was married by a pastor in Fla. no papers so they can both keep their money flowing in. She gets more a month than he does. Sometimes governments get greedy I guess. Kathie

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thrice burnt and willing to try but it gets harder as the old fart in me sits by his own fire.

Regards,
Al

[Valentine]

Aww, giving up so easy. Might be an old female near you that is a great cook!!!!! [smiling]

[Alfred Kukitz]

No she doesn't cook, moreover, she's crude.

[hayzed]

this is so like it... like you wrote this for me

[Valentine]

No one is happy all of the time. Valentine

[jacob erin-cilberto]

having been burnt many times...i tend to keep myself in a happily insulated igloo...parts melt at time...but it is strong...and stubborn...

j.

[Valentine]

Jacob, sound like a part of you is stubborn to. Kathie

[wordman]

sad write kathie,the heart of stone