Debbie Guzzi Poet Quintain (English)

Ice, Ice, Baby

The rivulets of ice hang greedily
To barren brown basalt
Drooling downward steadily
Like ribbon candy halted
a crystal ooze assault.

Sweet sap cascading readily
frozen curtain seldom parted
clothe the breast of earth joyously
leave in mist oh mistress tart…
pierce not the lingering heart.

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Joyce Johnson November 28, 2010 at 7:16 PM Very nice Deborah. I'm glad I didn't have to rate these. Love, joyce

Andrea Dietrich November 28, 2010 at 5:19 PM Congratulations. I remember this ice COOL one. come out come out, wherever you are, Deb!!!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 28, 2010 at 4:22 PM Congrats Debbie on your HM in Carol's cool contest with this sweet entry on welcoming Winter my friend... and TEACH.... enjoy a special honor with luv this happy Sunday ...pupil...

Dr.Ram Mehta November 28, 2010 at 2:47 PM Congratulations on this honorable win in the contest, Deb

Carolyn Devonshire November 28, 2010 at 2:11 PM Congratulations on your success in Carol's contest, Deb! Love, Carolyn

Carol Sunshine Brown November 28, 2010 at 1:53 PM Congratulations on your win in my "Welcoming Winter"contest Deborah. Love, Carol 11/28/2010

David Smalling November 11, 2010 at 10:42 AM I like your fascination with frozen water and rocks ... I am still inventing a meaning that will work for me. Good write.

Kim Hilliker November 6, 2010 at 3:28 AM Well written Quintain, Deborah. Simple yet deep. I like it. Thanks for sharing.

Charles Henderson November 5, 2010 at 10:20 PM Sound like someone with a constant headache. Nice metaphoric here. Charles

Cecil Hickman November 5, 2010 at 8:49 PM truly a beauty and so much more, your creations in words always inspire and delight me,,and i want to Thank you for all your visits and comments as well your additional context of help and teaching that I respect and cherish,,all the best in your future writing,and thank You again,,,Blessings..Cecil

L'Nass Shango November 5, 2010 at 6:01 AM Alliteration cool, personfication sublime, metaphorical images supreme, poem and poet woven in dream. I love it. Thanks for always remembeing me, inspiring me, mentoring me, and being such shrewd example. One love, my friend

Carolyn Devonshire November 4, 2010 at 1:28 PM Very "sweet" description of the icicles, Deb. Creative poem! Love, Carolyn

Tahera Mannan November 4, 2010 at 6:11 AM What an amazing picture you have drawn here. Thanks for your comments and advice. I have tried to edit the poem. I hope you like it now.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen November 4, 2010 at 3:41 AM Great imagery, Deb. This one brings back memories of Chicago many wintry freezes ago. xoxox

James Marshall Goff November 3, 2010 at 2:26 PM early November confection perfection! jimbo

Andrea Dietrich November 3, 2010 at 1:43 PM Very expressive, Deb. I really enjoyed some of the lines in this one, such as "drooling downward steadily like ribbon candy!" See ya, Andrea

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 3, 2010 at 11:58 AM U remember Vanilla Ice too TEACH??? great entry for the contest Welcoming Winter.. luv your description of the icicles.. luv.. good luck..pupil..

Eamon Duffin November 3, 2010 at 11:02 AM Hi Deborah. Thank you for your kind words. Ice,Ice, Baby. What can I say. Cold love can be better (and longer lasting) than hot. Ice and snow ,something we don't often see,only once in last 5 years. I envy your competence. Thank you, Eamon