Cracklin Ice Poem by Robin Strand

Cracklin Ice



It is almost time
The frozen cage of mine crackles.
Steam seeps out each night.
It is almost time
The light shines through now;
A loving light, mind you.
It is almost time
The fire always brighter
When forced by desire.
It is almost time
For me to let go
To release myself
From this prison of mine.

Sunday, May 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: pride
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