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
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
Have not heard the word splayed in ages. Great Post dear one. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteAloha..
ReplyDeleteI 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
Oh my God!!! Terrific, yet terrible...
ReplyDeleteThe best of it is knowing that the rest of the heart will be thawed and life will be reborn again to a new spring.
ReplyDeletespring will come
ReplyDeleteand 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
Isn't it summer, there? Are you just pandering to us northern hemisphere types, Shadow? ;-)
ReplyDeleteicy and wonderful! =]
ReplyDeleteohhh !!
ReplyDeletethis is the song !!
let's play again (?)
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
ReplyDeleteHUGS
well, this is certainly a song. well done dear shadow.
ReplyDeleteThat read like the thoughts of a wolf!
ReplyDeletetruthful, deep, scary.....yet beautiful all the same !
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Words and fantastic shots !! Great post !! Lovely..
ReplyDeleteLove it once again sweet Shadow. You do have a way with composition that really paints a vivid picture and sets emotions stirring.
ReplyDeletei try to pick out a line from your words, but i rarely can ... they're all so real.
ReplyDeletebeautiful...just beautiful...
Haunting, Shadow...
ReplyDeleteOur poems today are vastly different but both describe desolation. Waiting for the thaw...
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.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful piece!!! I really loved this one. :)
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How appropo for a day that, here, is colder than a welldigger's backside.
ReplyDeleteAnother Great post!!
ReplyDeleteBlessings, andrea
beaty and terrifying all in one...when do those tombs become comfortable...
ReplyDeletetoo cry for warmth -
ReplyDeleteit's part of nature's allure
Brrrrrrrrrr.... how bitter cold the winter can be, and you capture it so well in your words! Nice, nice Shadow!
ReplyDeleteOuch, I need to get my hooded down jacket on to read this post. Chilly wintry reading.
ReplyDeleteThat's New York in December all right.
ReplyDeleteThis is chilling!
ReplyDeleteWinter can feel lonely..
ReplyDeletebut soon the flowers will be pushing up once again.
very well written great visual and it flows so well.
ReplyDeleteNicely done, and with so many layers! Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteFeeling nostalgic of the Winter over there? I don't, it looks scary outside :(
ReplyDeleteI thought that it was summer there. But winter must have a grip on you Shadow. Sunny thoughts coming your way.
ReplyDeleteHow I do remember those days, years of cold bleakness. Somehow, hearts stayed warm.
ReplyDeletePhoto? Perfect! I'll stay in Naples!
I believe to recite this here in my snowy town of Srinagar......very meaningful....
ReplyDeleteJolliieess:)
very nicely put, shadow :)
ReplyDeletethat same cold is advancing into my area right now... with -14 C promised for tonight... high of -8 C for tomorrow
I'm in love....
ReplyDeleteAnother wonderful poem. Your picture does make me feel icy though! So cold here.
ReplyDeleteThis is so good. I can take this any number of directions and I love that about your writing.
ReplyDeleteWinter in SA?
ReplyDeleteThe flavor of this reminds me of "The Road", an award winning book I read recently and is now out as a movie.
ReplyDeleteGood stuff, Shadow.
PG
Oh, and down we fall again. We should've known... ;-)
ReplyDeleteStaggering post!
ReplyDeleteTo the hope of thaw in spring!
ReplyDeleteIt just got real chilly in here, real fast.
ReplyDeleteexquisite photo and poetry. so happy I stopped by.
ReplyDeletelaura
Shadow:
ReplyDeleteExcelent 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
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
ReplyDeleteOoooo, Shadow, this one is dark and scary. Very cool!
ReplyDeleteHave a fun Evening :)
Your word are beautifully and full of sensation that really touch my heart and soul. Thanks for sharing, Shadow.
ReplyDeletea happy holiday post :D
ReplyDeleteFancy and Touching, Thumbs Up!
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Wow. Your writing is flawless.
ReplyDeleteFrightfully awesome!!!
ReplyDeleteI echo Dulce - terrific but terrible. Sarah
ReplyDeleteThis one really captures my mind with exquisite imagery. Beautifully dark.
ReplyDeleteAll of the sudden I feel cold.
ReplyDeleteCan you write a little something about a "heatwave" next ? lol
Deep words shared so peacefully.
Thank you for sharing,as always.
xo
"splayed across an icy slate
ReplyDeletesnowflakes whisper rhythmic tune"
That was my favorite line from this work. It makes me feel a chill reading it.
Thanks for sharing!
beautifully haunting.. in a comforting kind of way.. i sense warmth within.. a knowing of life xx
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ReplyDeleteLove. Peace.
Winters chill is only thawed by a warm heart. Loved this one. It fits perfect in the settings outside my window. (Hugs)Indigo
ReplyDeleteWow, a desolate picture of winter.
ReplyDeleteWell-written.
In time their own weight generates the warmth to melt the snowflakes and thaw the soul
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