Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Snow and Ice (Poem)

Snow and Ice

We speak,
you bracing

your words
of snow

against my slivers
of ice.

Picture steles
deflecting

the sound
of loss

without
the wanting.

What breaks

apart
becomes two

floes stilled,
missing

their chance
to collide

below water.

© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas

18 comments:

Reflections said...

Stunning images... yet a difficult road for communication between two souls. Nice write.

Kathleen Overby said...

Antarctic emotional freeze. Grief.

nance marie said...

cold

Kathleen said...

Oooh, gripping, chilling, beautiful, and sad.

Glynn said...

What keeps running through my mind as I read this is "Fire and Ice." And I wonder which is more destructive. Fine poem, Maureen.

S. Etole said...

A frosty conversation no doubt!

Hannah Stephenson said...

So you have a mind of winter right now, huh.

Snow and ice are often lumped (packed?) into the same category, but I like how you show their textural difference, and how language that seems to come from the same place can leave us drifting apart.

jen revved said...

Into the depths of intimacy... I especially love these lines, Maureen;

What breaks

apart
becomes two

floes stilled...

xxxj

hedgewitch said...

' the sound of loss/ without the wanting..' a haunting sound that would be. The close is an excellent trope for the elusive quality of intimacy and true understanding

Brian Miller said...

oh this is emotive...the freezing of two hearts, icebergs slowly drifting apart, not even kissing the surface...

ayala said...

Sad.....

Patricia said...

gripping image... makes me feel sad...
but it is "without the wanting" that is so haunting.

Ruth said...

Beautiful and chilling. Lovely. I sat on a high berth (15 feet) of ice at Lake Michigan's shore one winter and watched ice floes below, mesmerized.

Beachanny said...

Cold - colder than an ice rink in North Dakota in the winter. Zam snow in the compressor room and ice outside and in. That's the feeling of this poem. Funnily enough, that's how I feel when I get angry - empty and really cold. Excellent exploration in minimum amount of words. You rock!

Ann LeFlore said...

this is so sad but yet it will grip you and has a chill to it at the same time
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/18/farewell-my-three-legged-friend/

C Rose said...

touching piece "their chance to collide below water" a lovely series ~ Rose

Morning said...

a sad piece,
very wittily put.
:)

love the simple words, yet powerful thoughts you deliver here,

Michael Ann said...

Amazing. That's exactly how it feels.