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Click herecaptivatingly cruel
she draws my eye
frigid yet frail
sun-drenched distraction
oblivious to her
blinding beauty
perilously pristine
peppermint pane-cicles
drip drop from frozen lips
crystal blood
from an icy heart
on ivory eaves
so like my hope
melting in the winter
of passion's promise
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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Pane-cicles? Passion in the winter gone awry? Do I remember correctly? Wonderful poem, Imp. A professional writer expanding her realm. I like.
Impressive~
I too picked this poem <grin>
I am impressed, had no idea who wrote it
but I loved it, ...drifting an excellent
#1 POEM for Janurary <grin> chilling
I meant drifting~
great job~
Isn't that what you say? especially loved:
"...crystal blood
from an icy heart
on ivory eaves..."
beautiful.
I'd said this is IMPRESSIVE....but u already knew that.
Drifting was my favorite.
Enjoyed this! Clever alliteration always makes me grin, and as has already been said, it's a neat little metaphor.
However, I had a question about this stanza:
sun-drenched distraction
oblivious to her
blinding beauty
The line break from second to third line feels off kilter, to me, maybe because the third line doesn't feel like a complete thought. My brain kept binding here, in rereads, so I thought I'd point at it and look confused.
Loved it, on the whole!
~D.A.
this was my pick of the monthly contest poems, though I had no idea it was yours.
Well done, Imp!
(in case you haven't heard, I'm a whore for alliteration...)