from parents' great love
Blizz was born with warmest heart
conquers cold and dark
he wasn’t suckled
he loved iced pacifier
no baby’s bottle
ice vies.. throbs his grips…
numbs, writhes…never out of breath
strengths spewed…crowned “Ice King."
July 22,2013 1.16pm
After eating an ice cream from my fridge, I took an "ice cube" and had it melted on my palm. The coldness bit; but, as I gripped, I’d reverie. ;)). The output now is expressed in my poem.
I’ve never tried an epic poem before because it’s quite difficult for me; but, I’m trying. I hope I’ve understood and followed the instruction which is haiku count (or is it form?). I hope you’ll enjoy my experimental poem. Thank you sooo much! Have a great day!
Contest: Ice King (in epic, only in less than 10 lines for adventure one)
Sponsor: Poet Skat