a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Icy Prompt From Poets United...


Rays of ice reach for spring
Spinning their own web
We see lily buds beneath
See life suspended
Surviving
Showing faith
Far greater than humans
Hues of spring
Spiral beneath
Black icy water
Waiting for the word to emerge

12 comments:

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

See the frozen fish sticks...

Susan Kane said...

At least ice is beautiful.

Irene said...

Too thin to skate on, probably too little too. I bet it would keep your Dr Peppers cold.

Country Gal said...

Very nice ! Loved it ! Have a good evening !

Mary said...

I do like the idea of rays of ice reaching for spring. The yearning for spring is so well expressed in your poem.

Kim Nelson said...

Your image is wonderful! Here in Tucson, my fountain similarly froze, but it thawed in just a couple of days.

Regarding your poem... the correlation between ice and webs is terrific, the notion of suspended life that is still in view is intriguing and your references to our lack of sturdiness and the black ice dangers are terrific.

Happy you participated this week. Hope you check out the other entries and look forward to seeing you back again.

LindaG said...

You always do a great job, Gail!

Ella said...

Beautiful imagery Gail!
I love the delicate web you have woven! Very clever and beautiful :D

Lynne said...

I liked the frozen fish stick comment! Too!

Sandra said...

that is really COOL ice! get it? get it? like the words to and add ice is not nice for my part. and it does rhyme

SaucyKod said...

I love this photo and your words suit it very well. Vrry well done Gail.

Judy Roney said...

What a vivid metaphor for so much in life...waiting for the thaw.

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