Hidden Beneath The Snow
2009 January 13
You will never find it
if you try,
but know that if you walked out
to look around for a while
it would be happy.
This is language written in crystal
formations, icy lines, cold logic,
and when it catches light
its stanzas change:
it moves into an ode,
or gathers a new voice for a moment:
something that should not be said–
even here, with all this quiet
light–
Come over here:
it likes to see and feel
your warm breath,
but not too close,
not now, you might change it
into something else, something
darker, with another tone:
the poem you must find alone.
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I like the metaphors and this-
“but not too close,
…you might change it
into something else, something
darker, with another tone-
Oh, my comment about uploading pic’s..I don’t do that unless I’ve posted directly on a blog using it to link as I have plenty of my own? Gosh, hope that makes sense??
Hello and thank you!
I want to let you know that we are going live with the online radio program today at 3:oo pm eastern. It would be fun to have to on the show! The phone # is part of the BlogTalkRadio link on the upper right of this site.
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