Wednesday, December 16, 2009

a winters song








caught up in this wintry state
splayed across an icy slate
snowflakes whisper rhythmic tune
numb the skin, the heart immune
black unfeeling eyes that stare
a soul that’s hollow and threadbare
swallowed by a dark vacuum
resting in this frozen tomb








62 comments:

  1. Have not heard the word splayed in ages. Great Post dear one. Thank you!

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  2. Aloha..
    I found your blog while visiting a friend, Your gift of words are beautiful and it is such a blessing to meet another Poet. Keep writing and sharing your soul, it touches the heart, soul, and spirit.

    Blessings Lorie

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  3. Oh my God!!! Terrific, yet terrible...

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  4. The best of it is knowing that the rest of the heart will be thawed and life will be reborn again to a new spring.

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  5. spring will come
    and renewal
    and mud

    winter can be a time of great enjoyment - the stillness of that place, even the struggle. your words are haunting, though.

    xo
    erin

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  6. Isn't it summer, there? Are you just pandering to us northern hemisphere types, Shadow? ;-)

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  7. ohhh !!
    this is the song !!

    let's play again (?)

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  8. WOW!! what a great write. I love the snow and ice when I am feeling safe inside, but just this past week a little boy lost his life he was all of 5, had ADD, wandered outside in the cold and snow, his dog came home and they found him through the footsteps of the dog, it was too late. he was sucked into this dark vacuum of the frozen tomb

    HUGS

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  9. well, this is certainly a song. well done dear shadow.

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  10. That read like the thoughts of a wolf!

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  11. truthful, deep, scary.....yet beautiful all the same !

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  12. Beautiful Words and fantastic shots !! Great post !! Lovely..

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  13. Love it once again sweet Shadow. You do have a way with composition that really paints a vivid picture and sets emotions stirring.

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  14. i try to pick out a line from your words, but i rarely can ... they're all so real.

    beautiful...just beautiful...

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  15. Haunting, Shadow...
    Our poems today are vastly different but both describe desolation. Waiting for the thaw...

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  16. Such a double edged type of feeling when you think about winter - the coldness, the bitterness, the rawness that comes with it, even feeling numb, like emotions... but then there's a cozy side of it, being snuggled inside by a fire and "content". Sometimes contentment isn't such a bad word after all.

    Beautiful piece!!! I really loved this one. :)

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  18. How appropo for a day that, here, is colder than a welldigger's backside.

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  19. Another Great post!!

    Blessings, andrea

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  20. beaty and terrifying all in one...when do those tombs become comfortable...

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  21. too cry for warmth -
    it's part of nature's allure

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  22. Brrrrrrrrrr.... how bitter cold the winter can be, and you capture it so well in your words! Nice, nice Shadow!

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  23. Ouch, I need to get my hooded down jacket on to read this post. Chilly wintry reading.

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  24. Winter can feel lonely..
    but soon the flowers will be pushing up once again.

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  25. very well written great visual and it flows so well.

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  26. Nicely done, and with so many layers! Wonderful!

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  27. Feeling nostalgic of the Winter over there? I don't, it looks scary outside :(

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  28. I thought that it was summer there. But winter must have a grip on you Shadow. Sunny thoughts coming your way.

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  29. How I do remember those days, years of cold bleakness. Somehow, hearts stayed warm.

    Photo? Perfect! I'll stay in Naples!

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  30. I believe to recite this here in my snowy town of Srinagar......very meaningful....


    Jolliieess:)

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  31. very nicely put, shadow :)

    that same cold is advancing into my area right now... with -14 C promised for tonight... high of -8 C for tomorrow

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  32. Another wonderful poem. Your picture does make me feel icy though! So cold here.

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  33. This is so good. I can take this any number of directions and I love that about your writing.

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  34. The flavor of this reminds me of "The Road", an award winning book I read recently and is now out as a movie.

    Good stuff, Shadow.

    PG

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  35. Oh, and down we fall again. We should've known... ;-)

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  36. It just got real chilly in here, real fast.

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  37. exquisite photo and poetry. so happy I stopped by.
    laura

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  38. Shadow:
    Excelent poem, I like a lot this kind of texts, I am obsessed with having a life witout feelings, interet, joys and even sadnes, to me that is even worst than being death.

    Love dude

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  39. Yikes, Shadmaster-those divided souls still tearin around? Now black eyed and souless. Can the sun come up tomorrow? You need a trip to deviant art, I'm thinking. Love ya~rick

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  40. Ooooo, Shadow, this one is dark and scary. Very cool!
    Have a fun Evening :)

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  41. Your word are beautifully and full of sensation that really touch my heart and soul. Thanks for sharing, Shadow.

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  42. Fancy and Touching, Thumbs Up!


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  43. I echo Dulce - terrific but terrible. Sarah

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  44. This one really captures my mind with exquisite imagery. Beautifully dark.

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  45. All of the sudden I feel cold.
    Can you write a little something about a "heatwave" next ? lol

    Deep words shared so peacefully.
    Thank you for sharing,as always.
    xo

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  46. "splayed across an icy slate
    snowflakes whisper rhythmic tune"

    That was my favorite line from this work. It makes me feel a chill reading it.

    Thanks for sharing!

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  47. beautifully haunting.. in a comforting kind of way.. i sense warmth within.. a knowing of life xx

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  49. Winters chill is only thawed by a warm heart. Loved this one. It fits perfect in the settings outside my window. (Hugs)Indigo

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  50. Wow, a desolate picture of winter.
    Well-written.

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  51. In time their own weight generates the warmth to melt the snowflakes and thaw the soul

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