Phyllis Babcock Poet Free verse

Cold As Ice

Cold as  winters breath
Frozen ice inside of me
When will I find an answer
When will it be--when will it be

Lost in the moment
Inside my head
Will it be a hundred years
Or for only a day--only a day

Hands cold as ice
Icicle upon my breath
Defrosting internally
Or will it never be--never be.

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Lindsay Laurie December 2, 2015 at 12:00 AM G'day Phyllis... very nice set of lyrics Phyllis. Lindsay

Andrea Dietrich November 19, 2015 at 5:40 PM and keep up your writing, dear! It's so good for us to stay alive through our pen.

Andrea Dietrich November 15, 2015 at 5:25 PM oh, this is so intereseting, Phyllis. it is showing something very personal and pressing to you. Great metaphor. Glad you visited me to day and I could see this new poem.