Ice

Member since 2003 · Posted 15 Jun 2006 · 1 comment

Might tightly turn 'round to see what you see seeing everything in front of me it's stunning numbing Obstacles are ice walls and pitfalls pouring growing holes into my frozen face as I decide where to put the void I've been holding onto My my Whatever and what more will I do to spend your luck in wilting heights and wonder what I shall too In dying November I remember lasting winter nights the smallest world of frosted snow for dull September lights

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[9] Dovina 16-Jun-06/7:35 AM Reply

I like this and relate to it, but can't say why. "Spending your luck" as is yours is mine to spend - alright, thought provoking. And to remember winter while pondering it in November is long-range thinking. And obstacles as "growing holes in my frozen face" - yep, I get that.