ICICLES

Our summer smiles and love sighs
withered along with the star flowers
at the first yawns and signs of weariness
of nature’s luscious dance of transition.

Our pond’s ripples reflected happiness
before the cold winds created a frown
on the truthful mirror of our souls
and the waters swallowed our glow.

The velvet carpet of brilliant green
where we used to dance and dream,
archived upon distant memory shelves
and buried under thick layers of ice.

This love was thought to be eternal
forever blessed and kissed by the stars
meant to parade in daylight for all to see
in its airy elegance and swanlike purity.

Now my lonely steps resound in the night
the white willows are heavy with icicles
dangling from the branches like moonlit lamps
as if solemnly celebrating our own hibernated light.

Will you visit again this place where we froze
to ice statues upon streams of sudden pain?
Will we once more breathe universe together
and resurrect our love into a second Spring?

ice woman (Eisfrau) tempera by Martina Lange

ICICLES Our summer smiles and love sighs withered along with the star flowers at the first yawns and signs of weariness of nature’s luscious dance of transition. Our pond’s ripples reflected happiness before the cold winds created a frown on the truthful mirror of our souls and the waters swallowed our glow. The velvet carpet of brilliant green where we used to dance and dream, archived upon distant memory shelves and buried under thick layers of ice. This love was thought to be eternal forever blessed and kissed by the stars meant to parade in daylight for all to see in its airy elegance and swanlike purity. Now my lonely steps resound in the night the white willows are heavy with icicles dangling from the branches like moonlit lamps as if solemnly celebrating our own hibernated light. Will you visit again this place where we froze to ice statues upon streams of sudden pain? Will we once more breathe universe together and resurrect our love into a second Spring?

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beautiful

Margherita!!!

Such beautiful images, of frozen water! Amazing!

Thank you for taking us on your: The velvet carpet of brilliant green...

Love and light being, Teo Do (Re, Mi, Fa, So, LaaAAAAA!!!!!)

Thank you Margherita.
This is very beautiful,
and deeply touching.

quote:

Will you visit again this place where we froze
to ice statues upon streams of sudden pain?
Will we once more breathe universe together
and resurrect our love into a second Spring?

Love,
yoko

Dear Margherita,

The beauty of your words shines with brilliance, casting a glow into eternity.

Love,
Inda

Thank you dear Margherita for your beautiful poem.
We have a lot of ice and snow here now, but everything looks much more brilliant with your beautiful words.

Love,
Vicky

Dear Margherita

Thank you for the crystalline sparkle of your words.
I am beginning to like the icicles.They are everywhere at the moment.

Love,
Sue

Thank you Margherita.

As always, I enjoy your beautiful writing.
Thank you for posting it on Givnology
for all of us to enjoy.

Love,
Gisele