Matthew Anish Poet Lyric

Icewater Home

Beneath the bay's 
frigid waters
life abounds
    large fish swim 
and green plants grow
    Frosty air above ,
movement below
No fisherman here today 
   the air is too chilly
    Let's give our planet a respite
    When the waters are 
too cold 
    It is difficult 
to live and prosper
   Ice water chills 
our souls
    Yet we will survive 
and live on 
    and our hopes 
will live on as well
The ice water home 
     won't last forever
The frozen lake will thaw
  In the meantime 
    we'll feast on our dreams

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Andrea Dietrich October 8, 2010 at 8:19 PM I do believe you an environmentalist. Good for you to realize what is going wrong at the ice caps. I love this one.! Andrea

Carol Sunshine Brown September 28, 2010 at 9:24 AM Enjoyed reading your poetry today Matthew. Have a wonderful day. Love, Carol

Carolyn Devonshire September 27, 2010 at 1:49 PM Matthew, I'm sorry to hear of your loss. My father died last year and that's when I started writing poetry again to help deal with the emotions I was feeling. I know you've been writing poetry all along, but maybe you also find it helps in the healing process. My husband has been gone for many years but I can't bring myself to toss away things like his comb. May sound silly to some folks, but I'm sentimental. Love, Carolyn

Dr.Ram Mehta September 27, 2010 at 1:34 PM Very creative and interesting write on how fish manages to survive, Matthew

Carolyn Devonshire September 27, 2010 at 1:29 PM Isn't it amazing how the fish manage to survive beneath the icy waters, Matthew? As a fisherman, this has always astonished me. Winter is a time for the earth to recover -- the "respite" you mention. If we, like nature, can survive the coldest times, we can overcome many obstacles thrown our way and just "feast on our dreams." Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn