Icicles

Spires of ice 

Hang from my window 

Rainbows encased in frozen water 

Hanging, hanging 

Don't want to be under when it falls 

It may never fall 

Simply drip into oblivion 

When Spring time comes 

Reviews

[Lilly]

I loved the imagery in this piece!
"Spires of ice
Hang from my window
Rainbows encased in frozen water"

Love those lines in particular.
Great work here!

[Kate Henderson]

Hey! Thanks for your review, glad you liked my work!

[Lilly]

You're welcome :) I did!

[zainul]

I love the forecast of Spring.
We may imagine the positive aspect even in the darkest thing.
Thanks for sharing.

[Kate Henderson]

Thanks for your review!

[zainul]

You are always welcome.

[Augustus]

Reflective, metaphorical and laced with beauty. All in the space of eight lines. I like the imagery too: "spires of ice" and "rainbow encased in frozen water" in particular. And then you delve into the metaphorical realm. Some nameless dread, some trepidation...as if the icicle is a disaster waiting to happen. And ending with the hope that the disaster may never come to pass and that good times may help in erasing the memory of its menace. Quite enchanting. Thank you!

[Kate Henderson]

Hey thank you for the review, much appreciated.

[Augustus]

You're welcome! :)