the titanic didn't crash here but it feels so cold (Remove filter)
Cold Hearted
Cold Hearted
the calming time
cotton wool squeak
beneath my feet
the air
crisp with cold
crystal palaces
cut from ice
nose and mouth
streaming mist
vivid blue sky
the lake cupped
by mountain hands
in a caring gesture
frozen feet deep
covered with snow
the calming time
distant voices
carried on a
biting breeze
cheeks frost rouged
...Tuesday 20th December 2016 12:18 pm
iceberg (12/06/2015)
icy freedom cracks the hull
death's ode screeching to a hault
i named the ratchet in my skull
"Stillbourne Small, the catapault"
found wading in marshy bogs of chuke
saved by crows and carrion alive
woven by blood and the almighty nuke
seeds from whence i was derived
perfect gods and perfect men
can't live outside their pastel pens
there's work to do: the dirty, the wet
and i haven...
Sunday 6th December 2015 3:43 pm
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