I got this icebox where my heart used to be I got this icebox where my heart used to be I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
--Ice Box (Omarion)
"Ain't What It Appears To Be"
The sun shines, but where is its warmth? The blue skies are lying. It looks like Spring, but looks can be deceiving, especially if you step outside -- reality slaps you upside the face.
Another entertaining write, Karla. Tell it like it is! That's what I admire about your style. Soon, my friend, the hot weather will be here...sooooon! In the meantime, think warm! Works for me! :)
God Bless
Love, Lena
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on February 16, 2007
You might not believe it, Karla, but here in Wisconsin the "Reality" is a minus ten!
No Spring in this state...for sure for sure.
Enjoyed your poem, and thanks for the comments on mine
I pictured a blue sky, lying in the sense of laying across a horizon...and the Son of God, crying out asking us "Where is our warmth?" So, in wanton of pleasing, we step out of our comfort zone and into reality of the situations of life as we see it...cold and harsh...and yeah, it slaps us in the face to want to change it, but...it hurts!
Amazing how you did this to me!
"Ain't What It Appears To Be", is a perfect title for this!
Enjoyed immensley!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
I know what you mean. Thanks for sharing, Karla. :)
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on February 15, 2007
It really does and I found out today also cannot use left side of my body for a few weeks so having fun one hand typing.....The WEind and slick streets This was good Karla!!!! Stay warm
boy don't it though, here in Kentucky the skies were beautiful and blue today, but the temperature was about ten degrees...looks can be deceiving you are right!
Blessings,
JOyce Bowling
Truth thaws the icicles and fresh water grows new roots come springtime, we be havin' a heap o' clover where the honey bees buzz anew without the staleness of winter's gossip. Love to you, Karla and Karen Lynn...Blessed Be...
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I like being teased. You do it well.
Richard
God Bless
Michelle~
God Bless
Love, Lena
No Spring in this state...for sure for sure.
Enjoyed your poem, and thanks for the comments on mine
Hugs
Angela
Amazing how you did this to me!
"Ain't What It Appears To Be", is a perfect title for this!
Enjoyed immensley!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Loved It K
Love Tinka
Blessings, Joselyn
Love,
Susan
Blessings,
JOyce Bowling
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :D
When the sun turns cold
and the sky paints illusions
And everything you've ever known
Becomes something else.
You've piqued me imagination here Texas Gurl!
Light and Wisdom ...
Bobbi
Sage