Frozen Mind
Painful those finger – prints
Compressed into her flesh
Like some horizontal band of blue
On the edge of an iceberg she stands
The emptiness deep inside
Spanning like a bridge before her
Across the oceans without end
On numb feet and hands she stand
Left void
A frozen shadow of doubt
Waiting
Copyright © 2007 Tinka Boukes
This is also very close to the way I've been feeling lately. Many words and images I can relate to.
Axilea
Fee
Carole~
Newfie hugs, rose
love,
Susan
Your tone in this poem is
Very sad and painful emotions felt
Throughout this page!
Wishing you Tinka an abundance of blessings
Peace Love and Joy....Merry Christmas....Morning Star are a brilliant poetess my friend!!
Love,
Becca~
wonderful pen Tinka...
John
Love, Christine
Peace be with you
Merry Christmas
William
f e e l. Experience her emotions instead of deadening or denying
them!! Bridge is a great metaphor [love the picture]. You will end up crossing one that will lead to a better and safer place, my friend. Adventures are ahead. . .you have no idea! Keep writing. Keep being you. Just takes the one step. Loving Hugs, Pea xOxOxOxX
A bridge to far to cross .... maybe come spring or there about
Thank you for this and for the many gifts--with their humor, pain, honesty, and love--of your poetry, stories, biographical writings, and very kind comments throughout the years.
May you enjoy a Christmas and New Year filled with much love, much thrilling inspiration, and truly soul-satisfying joy,
Aberjhani