I could see a face beneath the ice

deprived of air to breathe

without a voice,

trapped inside a frosted world

that gave no heed, no blessed welcome

save the Universal One

the Holy Ghost lingering there

a shadow in the deepest deep

all secrets alone forever to keep.




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Tue 30th Jul 2019 15:29

Thanks for coming through David. I'm glad you looked into it, and to be honest I didn't have a plan, but liked the idea of it, and perhaps the thing behind it is the unreachable elements of life and the inevitable question is there a God that remains out of the picture for some and apparently all seeing for others, the ice being the division some may feel about it. Yours is an interesting take; we are a bit like sea urchins with so many sensors that one may brush past like a fish and activate the whole person. That in itself is a fairly ghostly concept (at least today). Medication time obviously or the coat.


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Wolfgar Miere

Tue 30th Jul 2019 14:29

Hi Ray,

I have read this a few times since you posted it, I really couldn't muster a comment as I saw a few things in it, feeling rather sheepish about what I thought I just let it slide (unusual for me really) I was hoping someone else might chip in and reassure me, alas no such luck.

It just feels like an unkept promise to you can never quite forget or forgive the author for forsaking.

There you go..I've said it now.

All the best pal,


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Sat 27th Jul 2019 23:19

Many thanks all you welcome readers for the likes on this one.

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