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| Photograph by Richard Schear |
This is not the life I wanted,
Frozen in an arctic embrace,
A terminal chill seeping
Beyond my bones,
Freezing me from the inside out.
For years I’ve bundled myself
In cynicism and pain
But found no respite
From the cold,
Only an insulating barrier
Banishing any warmth life may offer.
I could never see the way
To melt my frosty heart
Is not to merely stand near the fire,
But to dance in the flames and
Surrender to the inferno.
10 comments:
This one winds up almost lazily, lulling one, and then *SNAP!*, that ending. Oh yeah.
I like the concept you have chosen and the title of Permafrost. These be the chilly times for a lot of us, and we forget how bone splintering the cold can be. Given the mild winter here on the North Plains, I thank you for the reminder. Viva la
Frost and fire - tingling combination. Thanks :)
It all comes together so well: photo, title and painful emotions. Tight and telling.
Beautiful, Mary!
There is so much wisdom in these lines:
"For years I’ve bundled myself
In cynicism and pain
But found no respite
From the cold,
Only an insulating barrier
Banishing any warmth life may offer."
def i think many that would find themselves in similar place...learning to dance again though, even in the flames....it is a beautiful thing to see...
great to see you at dverse today....
powerful.
yes, surrender seems to be the answer.
This certainly picks up speed in the end! (I love the word inferno)
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