Friday, April 27, 2012

Mercurial

She was fire
with a heart of ice,
aflame yet cold.
Her touch melting
before freezing me.
Ember snowflakes
In the breeze;
The sky exploding
From behind my eyes;
Passions we both felt
Before the plunge.


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8 comments:

  1. JeannetteLSSaturday, April 28, 2012 at 5:07:00 PM EDT

    Outstanding. "Ember snowflakes
    In the breeze" I especially love that image.

    (I love this guitar music.)

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    1. Ben DittySaturday, April 28, 2012 at 5:31:00 PM EDT

      Thank you so much. Awesome readers like you make it all worth writing :)

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  2. Aguilar ElliotMonday, April 30, 2012 at 12:09:00 AM EDT

    the contrasting images in this one are cool!

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  3. Optimistic ExistentialistMonday, April 30, 2012 at 7:18:00 AM EDT

    I like the opening line "she was fire, with a heart of ice"...irony

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  4. BerlinerinPoetMonday, April 30, 2012 at 12:29:00 PM EDT

    I second @Aguilar Elliot The contrasts really make the poem.

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