Please don’t melt my heart.
I’m comfortable with ice.
Ice is safe. It can’t hurt.
It’s numb to pain and lies.
Maybe I am too cold
but if I can’t feel your
touch, I won’t have to hold
my tears up off the floor.
A frozen heart knows no
tears, nor loss, nor pain, nor
worries. A heart of snow
won’t smash itself ashore
like a passionate wave
trying to override
the stony beach that paves
its rocky prison’s sides.
Frozen my heart is safe
from all caress or shove
but is dead from life
and feels nor offers love.
MShed Said:
on February 18, 2007 at 2:57 pm
Good to see you back at it. Love the poem. And thanks for joining the best group ever…bitch
Russell Said:
on February 18, 2007 at 11:56 pm
ditto on the good to see you back. that’s what i was going to say before i realized it’s what the seattle freak said…
Russell Said:
on February 18, 2007 at 11:57 pm
it’s the opposite idea of Donne, but has the same tone… if that makes sense…
K.M.Ryan Said:
on May 25, 2007 at 9:34 am
Great poem.