Does anybody really ever know anybody? a poem. Comments--cc?
like a frozen pond
opaque, unknown
until this very minute
she too, was hiding among tall pines
you scrape
with a gloved hand
needing something
anything
you scrape and brush
exposing
thick, heavy ice
only frosty dark windows
with soft, feathery edges
of the coldest
white
Comments
Everybody locks something away, no matter how small or big.
A good poem.
Tight and TTP.
I may be wrong, but the poem is about death.
Frosty dark windows = Death is advancing as the night, in cold stillness. The visibility diminishes. Eternal night. Soft feathery edges = the soul (light as feather) edges (away) - leaves towards the coldest white of absolute solitude. As I claimed earlier, a huge concept in a few lines. Complete poem, no corrections. I like it.
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Love your poem.
Eventually, the awakening spring comes, thaws the frozen ground and exposes the ravages of winter.
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