Melting Ice

 

Dripping wet, perspiring ice.

A glass of liquid poured minutes ago,

Abandoned so; the mood shifted suddenly.

She doesn't dare sip it, no,

Not while lies are being told:

The world might fall.

Reviews

[Serene Star]

I see this piece just this undoing of everything we absorb daily
Some hold truth
Other are lies
And like ice - it melts into water
Showing its true form

Good job with this poem !!

[Gordon Shephard]

Mmmm, yes. The sense of immanence, of suspension is wonderful...the condensation waiting to drip, the narrator, waiting to sip Thank you.

[RachelleB]

really like the simple subject and rhythm

[ambur]

>.> Why are you drinking my drink?

[Perdition]

...gulp...gulp...gulp...wha?..OH..lol. Now this one requires a lifetime to read . It's perfectly Zen and quietly ill.

[Keiry<3]

i love the way your poems come together with the last line i enjoyed this itself =]