We don't want to hear about your bad childhood

Cherry

By Highhat

Wed, 05 Dec 2012
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32 comments
 

Then the snowfall and the freezing body
naked, unconscious, lies in a heap
like a toppled monolith never overturned
to decipher the ancient runes.
Each eye closed with a coin
because death passed by
after all.
What release to lay down
and turn to ice-
free, under the skies!
Once a captive,
whose frame was as frail
as the song of a caged bird.
he sleeps in his dreams.

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Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
This is so good Pia, but please...please tell me what's happened to all your other work? Jenny.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Oh dear- Jenn- I just put it in another folder-well Footsie helped me. Only for me to see. Thanks for reading this silly poem Jenny. ;)Pia

Submitted by ItsSteveDave on
This is amazing, Pia. It really did something to my heart. Great title too, it really completes the poem. I've read Jennifer's comment with alarm, I'm off to see what you've left on. I hope you haven't removed it all!

Submitted by Highhat on
Thanks for reading Steve and for your comment. Pleased you liked it. ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Gee thanks Bear. Think I'll just lay down in the snow and die. ;)Pia

Submitted by moonphish on
chilling in every sense of the word, Pia - alvin

Submitted by Highhat on
yeah you don't want a bite, do you? Thanks Alvin Moonphish... ;)Pia

Submitted by Ed Crane on
Gotta be cherry-able this is so full of feeling. really brings the reality of snowy weather to life. Terrific work, Pia.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Thank you very much Bex for your kind comment. Glad you liked it. ;)Pia

Submitted by jolono on
Brilliant Pia!

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Wonderful, Pia...and I'm glad you explained about your other stuff. I, for one was very concerned, but all's well that ends well, as someone once said;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Thanks Jolono. ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Tina- so glad you liked this. Thanks for telling me. ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Thank you Eds for the cherry- I will cherrysh it.

Submitted by hudsonmoon on
Don't think it's silly at all, Pia. And I love that title. whose frame was as frail as the song of a caged bird Great line. Rich

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Thanks for stopping by Rich and the lovely comment. ;)Pia

Submitted by hilary west on
Some nice turns of phrase in this. It seems to be perfectly formed!

 

Submitted by Highhat on
That is nice of you to say Hilary. I couldn't ask for a better comment. Thank you. ;)Pia

Submitted by celticman on
I think this is a bit of Duffy again. Comes in and catches the act of dying

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Well I think Duffy is just dandy but please I am no match. Though I do seem to recall something that is in the title. Thanking you for taking a look Celtic. I really appreciate it. In a way I'd like to die this way. Not yet though. ;)Pia

Submitted by alex_tomlin on
Lovely phrases. I like it.

Submitted by Highhat on
Thank you very much for stopping by Alex. ;)Pia

Submitted by celticman on
not yet, not yet, was heard for all eternity.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
I don't think so- I'll know when I am ready unless something else happens. Before I wrote this I was almost out in the snow piles but knew it wouldn't work. So No not yet!

Submitted by Parson Thru on
This is lovely, Pia, and very moving. Some inspired thoughts captured and beautifully rendered. Your poems are wonderful to read - they find that channel direct from one soul to another. There's a lot of guff about what makes a poem and what doesn't, but I think the reader usually knows. I re-read your comment to me in my head as I was reading this. Do not go gently, Pia. Can we see you other writing again, please?

Parson Thru

Submitted by Highhat on
I think you are right - the reader usually knows. Some may have a different taste to others but I am glad my poetry is to your taste PT. I am very glad for your words and so pleased I can speak to you with my poetry. That is what a poet aspires to! I'm sorry I don't think I will be opening up for the old poems.A new beginning hopefully with better poems- I am a bit embarrassed by some of the old ones. Perhaps I will have a look and publish some of them again individually when I have tweaked them- that might be an idea. I need to work harder on them. Thank you very much for your message. ;)Pia

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Look forward to your next phase. Sounds like the moon.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Hades502 on
Nice. Was just going back and checking your past stuff. I like this one. Hate to be weird, but it reminds me of the death of my son, and even though I knew he was dead, and his body was cold on a cold winter, I kept wishing I could somehow warm him up. I kept wishing there was some way that I could warm him, even though the logical part of my brain knew the task to be futile and irrelevant. I guess it was the "ice" reference that brought that all back and of course what I think to be the theme of it. Sorry to be weird. GGHades502

GGHades502

Submitted by Highhat on
Oh I am so sorry you had that experience while reading this GGHades-I'm so sorry you lost your son. Thank you for sharing this. It must be hard on you. warm regards Pia

Submitted by denni1 on
How sad, the things we must live through .. Dx

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