Icy fingers touch me..

Reaching for the unknown within..

 

Hear me oh great one!

Darkness surrounds

Movement taking control

Icy fingers in front

Behind

Beneath.

Hands held out,

I bow my head in surrender

Oh the visions to behold

The sweetness

Completeness of sanity

So slowly unravels.

Like cob-webs;

Dusty paths,

They move throughout

Into the orb of my very existence.

And I travel

Towards your light

Hold me, I beg!

Whispering voices sound out within.

Head bent, I listen

Oh so softly they tantalize

Grasping at all I am

Was, till finally, no more.

Tears of crystal ice lay now at my feet

Transformation,

Now complete.

 

Icy fingers touch me..

 

 

 

Reviews

[Eric Cox]

Loved this. Awesome creativity and well penned. An imaginative piece. Great work!

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. Calling for assistance and the Being comes and freeze your body and soul. Could put you in a bad place? A powerful story. I like the last line. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Tina Kline]

This makes me shiver, dark and eerie. Its as if the person speaking in the poem is slowly seduced by the darkness until they become darkness or one with it. Fantastic!

[My Fair Lady]

Chilling and oh so thought provoking. Honest self discovery journies the most rewarding, not necessarily the process, but the end result. Very well written.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Sometimes danger can have quite an appeal and so we find those who are bad to be irresistible... that is what I read beneath your chilling words.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This poem gave me goosebumps. The haunting images of the icy fingers
reaching out was enough to lose sleep over.

[Graceful]

THAT IS SOOOOOOOOO GOOD! I LOVE IT! I love the flow of it, and i like the icy fingers touch me part and the end! WONDERFUL!