Dice the ice and break the chain,
Shatter the silence and unmask the pain.
Frozen systems that guard the throne,
But truth is fire, it melts the ice that turn stone.
Dice the ice of greed and lies,
Cut through the veil that blinds our eyes.
The people’s voice, a storm untamed,
Shall melt the frost of those unnamed.
Dice the ice of fear and doubt,
Tear the old order inside out.
No tyrant’s rule can last for long,
When masses rise, their will is strong.
Dice the ice for to justice flow,
From frozen rivers as new seeds grow.
The dawn is near, the night shall cease,
A nation freed shall find her peace.
In unison they glide on ice.
Now each adoring move so precise.
"Look what they've done to my song, Ma" ~ Melanie Saftka
Act I – Pie (One bright morning)
my muse just wants pie
I huffed, “Okay, give it a try.”
Pies begin with precision,
lovely decision.
I crave a treat, a sweet delight
one that brings a smile and makes my morning bright.
The popular apple and blackberry pie
Ah, just the thought makes me sigh.
Act 2 II – Ice-cream (Two hours later, on a yummy Sundae afternoon)
what fancy leads me on to dream
of sugar plums in frozen cream
I drool o'er yummy ice cream on my tongue
Thoughts of the tasty dish makes me so long
Betwixt lucky lips my eager tongue licks
A mouth watering afternoon dish fix
With a chuckle, he swore,
"I’ll just eat one more”.
homespun ice cream
for children of all ages
~ love on a spoon
AP: 3rd place 2025
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GOD BLESS AMERICA
I'll dive through
solid ice,
into freezing waters
to drag you,
up to life,
resuscitate
your sweet heart
with drops of blood,
hold you around
the waist
and squeeze
the salty sea out,
pollution swallowed...
rub your forehead
caress your ears
as you come to,
again a silvery spoon
to this bronze fork.
And golden are plains
to heavens least forbore.
ice cream cones will be delivered by the gazebo in the park.
We saw a large lumbering thing coming at us in the dark.
It was an ice cream cone delivery man in form of a red dragon.
Carrying four ices at the same time, his tail never dragg’n.
You need a wagon, we told him, a Red Flyer wagon.
Thank you for the tip, he said. He was a super polite dragon.
We had ice cream cones delivered the next night too.
But this time they were delivered by squirrels, we counted sixty-two.
Love is like two parallel lines,
That doesn't meet both ends
To think if it's happiness is nil.
It's like ice that mix with wine
It doesn't melt right away then,
But when you hold the glass
Shake it slowly with the heart,
The warmth of your hand show
Slowly melt ice with the wine
That's where you taste layers,
In your mouth suave beautiful
Of the sweetest wine in life.
I love when we sit in the hot bright sun,
add some butter or we will get well done.
Sky and water of ice blue,
better than the dull store view.
Oh! look I am popping so I will run.
Written: June 27, 2025, for contest: Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
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Mirage suggested on the run
"Hydrate or be well-done, my son"
The ice cream rebelled,
The sunflowers yelled—
And the night couldn't outshine the sun!
I never thought about this time,
Neither I planned it,
And here I am;
Inside of a wave,
That’s pushing me by.
And the fight is reigning,
Even though I’d never wanted to war;
And the tears are falling,
Even though I never thought I wanted to cry.
The veil of the night,
It’s covering my eyes,
And the voice of despair;
Leaves me alone,
In a bed made of ice.
"Fantasy ~ Imagination Are Twins. Having a fun time playing together in our dreams." By Poet
As I look into last night's "Dream,"
I see a "Visualization" downstream.
I see a huge bear and cubs dressed in lace of red and cream,
that is a crazy color scheme.
Is my "Imagination" going up in steam?
The bears looked very "Whimsy" like out of a daydream,
has this "Hullucination" gone to the extreme?
"Reverie" by this cold water stream.
In this wild dream I found no self-esteem,
just a large bright overhead laser beam.
No more eating ice cream with triple whipping cream.
a fresh spring trickles
between crackling turquoise ice ~
rejuvenation
Love drinking tea hot or ice cold
Monday through Sunday each week day
Never enough flavors for me
Overtime working is tea time
People around the world love tea
The clan of Icemen wear their mask
covering their faces while they attach
They try to cover their guilt and shame
But in the house of God that shame remains
In westerns a mask was proof of a robber
Hiding their identity to avoid their slaughter
Zorro wore a mask and The Lone Ranger too
But no one ask the question what their mask do
what kind of law protects bank robbers and Jessy James
Since when did the sheriff had to hide his name
An officer of the law has a certain fame
With that fame comes attached a proud name
Nothing like The Untouchables or the O K Coral
But something hidden hiding their moral
Pharisees and Sadducees of our own day
Chasing Gods disciples away yes away
One can't help but wonder
What will happens to their souls
After finding out that to Satan they were sold
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