A crystal clarity
Clinks against my cheek
Cold as ice
There’s nothing there
Ice melts
It will only leave a tear
To trickle
Brittle as stars
Love shoots off
At a tangent.
Sparks, then gone
Did you see it
Or were you looking
the other way?
Ask the Titanic
How it felt
To knock into
A transparent nothingness.
Tears are real enough.
Thanks for comment Cynthia. I didn't actually use the word invisible at all though, so I don't see how there could be too much emphasis on that particular word. I was more thinking of something cold and clear and transparent as a block of ice. Not necessarily invisible. xx
Interesting ideas; but I think they are stretching the relationships a bit too far. Individually, I feel they work, as separate poetical observations. Perhaps it is the emphasis on 'invisibility' that bothers me; ice is not invisible, and the iceberg that sank the Titanic certainly wasn't.
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winston plowes
Mon 19th Jul 2010 13:45
ice and relationships, always a good are to explore through poetry Ann. Win