The Ice Cutters 1911 Natalia Goncharova
Courtesy Tess Kinkaid
They chip away
Cracking here
Dislodging there
The glacier mass
Sheets of glass
Thick but
Crystal clear
Hard as rock
Await the thaw
Holding breath
Bringing hope
Hearts will melt
Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI Dec 2013
good write
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Thank you and thank you for calling in. I visited your page. Interesting blog you have.
Deletelovely poem- especailly the last verse. And your header is gorgeous!
ReplyDeletePretty isn't it? Thank you.
DeleteSpiritual and lovely...
ReplyDeleteMaybe i should pray a bit more...? laughs...
DeleteYou offer such crisp, crystal images. I even felt cold reading your poem!
ReplyDeleteI was actually stumped when I saw it! Thank you for coming by to read and comment.
DeleteYour words warmed me!
ReplyDeleteAh, so glad.... better than chills!
DeleteYour poem made me shiver ... in a good way.
ReplyDeleteScotch on the rocks to warm you up perhaps - so long as you're staying home!!!
DeleteCrystal clear imagery. Love;y
ReplyDeleteThank you Lucy.
DeleteLove you imagery. You got to the heart of it and I babbled on. But we both did a Magpie on the same week. We do need to get it together more often.
ReplyDeleteI left a comment here! I don't know about that but thank you. You did not 'babble' in your piece. It was fascinating and I am now able to understand the house around the ice house.
ReplyDeletewritten with crystal clarity.
ReplyDeleteVery pretty.
ReplyDeletewarms the cockles of the soul.
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