Ice Cold

All ties, torn and broken I carry my heart in a jar

I search for you, eyes downcast, I follow your scent from afar.

I told you I would do it, rip my heart out for you in a beat

I have cleaned it and pickled it and it is now ready for you to eat.

The wind blows through the forest ice cold it comes from the north.

I no longer feel it’s icy chill as half naked on my quest for you I set forth.

Life’s blood dripping from my wound, my eyes hold a dead glassy stare

My body aches for you my my soul screams out in pain,my hopes go nowhere.

The tiny, tight pleats on my dress reflect the meanness of your being

My bared breast a reminder of my love and nurturing

Free, unfettered there for you to suckle from, and hold

But you have cast me off unwanted abandoned to the cold.

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An old poem of mine, renamed and revamped from 2013.

22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Aug 30, 2019 @ 15:33:14

    This is so sad, Sis 😒

    Reply

  2. jenanita01
    Aug 30, 2019 @ 17:49:56

    Beautifully worded…

    Reply

  3. jenanita01
    Aug 30, 2019 @ 17:50:27

    Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.

    Reply

  4. joylennick
    Aug 30, 2019 @ 18:07:56

    Deep and so sad. xx

    Reply

  5. Marje @ Kyrosmagica
    Aug 30, 2019 @ 19:22:51

    Very powerful and sad Willow. 😦

    Reply

  6. robertawrites235681907
    Aug 31, 2019 @ 15:44:32

    Oh, Willow, this is very powerful. I do like you sad poems, they are so good.

    Reply

  7. Dale
    Aug 31, 2019 @ 17:05:39

    My heart hurts…

    Reply

  8. Betty Hayes Albright
    Sep 01, 2019 @ 01:24:58

    Stark imagery….so sad. Glad this is from the past and not the present. ❀️❀️

    Reply

  9. thewintersdance
    Sep 07, 2019 @ 22:37:52

    This is beautiful!!! Never stop writing.

    Reply

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