Thursday, February 19, 2009

Readwritepoem#66

If I were an explorer , one that does not fear ice and cold

I stand by the river, sunk
under the weight of ice
and call your image.

Let it snow white over
my blue memories
a frozen picture

in dark and white
as we made love under
the penguin sea.


There
it is you and
this is me.

14 comments:

Paul said...

That is a beautiful visual poem. Many lovely touches, close and tightly made. There's an innocence to it too that gives it great charm.

Crafty Green Poet said...

very visual, very chilly too!

anthonynorth said...

A cold image, but your words warm it up.

Annamari said...

Paul,
many thanks.
Juliet,
chilly, I know :) -it is snowing again :(
Anthony,
something gotta warm up :).Thank you.

Raven's Wing Poetry said...

This strikes me as lovely, yet with a hint of darkness.

maureenpoetryblog said...

i like "blue memories"!

angie said...

Beautiful!
and I adore "the penguin sea!"

...deb said...

Delightful, surprising in simple poignancy.

Annamari said...

Nicole,
after you mentioned that you see a dark side in it , I thought:yes, since I left him under the sea in a block of ice ;).thanks.
Carolee,
thank you...i liked it because blue and ice could mean they come from a place of peace and silence, but blue is also about the blues...
Angie,
many, many thanks . I wrote it all around the penguin sea, i thought this is worth a poem...
Deb,
I am glad you enjoyed reading it becaus I enjoyed writing it...

James said...

I also like "the penguin sea". Very evocative.

Annamari said...

thank you, James.

to-morrow said...

Off-topic: ti-am trimis o leapsa :) !

Julie said...

What a beautiful poem! I love the contrasts of black and white, cold and hot (love). The frozen memories. I also love the delicate lines. This is spectacular!

Annamari said...

Julie,

thank you.. i hadn't thought about it but the cold images might be about the absent love, the absent warmth...