February Challenge: "Frozen"

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    February Challenge: "Frozen"


    The prompt for this month's challenge, as chosen by PiP is: Frozen

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    The snows of Niigata

    Lost in the serene and frozen west,
    in the throes of a love once unrequited;
    now dreaming along many rivers,
    crossing bridges to the larger mountains.
    Assaulted by clustering snowflakes,
    we warm the deepest winter with song
    and unguarded rampant smiles,
    running along the wider ways
    leaving bullet trains and dull buildings
    in the grey distance far behind;
    finding friends gladsome and buoyant
    under low and quiet clouds,
    bundled against the sharp cold,
    eager in the morning air.
    A subdued and innocent light
    is on the white and new-made world,
    at the very edge, beside the sea;
    others will look for me, yet I will remain,
    lost in the snows of Niigata with you.

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    Mean Streaks

    Yesterday was a day for wearing socks,
    “It's ugly out there,” mama said.,” Stay inside.”
    As rain and sleet tap-danced on the roof,
    I stared through my wishing window
    and mourned not playing Tarzan and Jane
    with my buddy Billy.

    That means today my shoes are safe.
    Not lost in someone's yard around the corner
    or down the street. Unnecessary
    for a shoe-hunt this morning. They sit
    poised for action at my front door,

    Unfortunately paired with danged old socks

    Still, the glistening world outside catches my imagination
    as pine tree spines, caged in silver,
    sparkles the sky and vista.
    Leaves of my gardenia bushes, frozen
    like mouth size popsicles, wait for me to
    snap them off and suck smooth ice down to their bitter
    skin. A bird tap taps at the icy ground.

    I wonder why birds and worms don't freeze.

    “Remember last year, when you forgot your mittens?
    Your hands froze so bad
    you had to defrost them in the teacher's lounge.”
    “Wear them, missy.' mama demands,
    We're not going through that again.”

    Oh, I remembered painful hands
    and thoughts that hot water and radiator heat
    in the teachers lounge would hit the spot.
    Well, some thoughts are not reliable. Teachers
    mean well, but are really dumb sometimes.

    Defrosting only causes worse screams and squirtier tears.

    So wear your mittens to school on icy days;
    and swear to God never to ride a bike
    that catches the hem of your dress
    in the pedal chain. Hands freeze
    trying to undo the mess.

    I know of winter's white magic. The sound
    of dancing sleet and crunchy ice.
    And my breath forming like smoke
    proving to me I'm still alive.
    I peek out my wishing window and wish
    that moonlight didn't shimmer ghosts around my yard.
    and for daylight's silver reveal to sparkle truth sometimes,

    and admit how mean it can be to a little girl.

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    What Escapes Time

    If I could stop time,
    If I found that fountain,
    What would I do?

    Love changes, evolves as we grow.
    Fewer roaring bonfires,
    watching not making shooting stars.

    Life’s distractions,
    shopping and honey do
    higher ed and new store

    Flirting eyes an unseen touch,
    kisses in front of the kids,
    replaced. ..Why?

    Time is loves freezer
    Age the body’s prison.
    Wisdom the mind’s theater.

    My heart, trapped in a frozen cocoon.
    Your embrace melts it’s tomb.
    It flex's as it beats,
    my love will never peter out.

    To answer my question: nothing,
    for I’d never risk
    not sharing it with you.
    "Illegitimi non carborundum " Vinegar' Joe Stilwell

    "Faith is taking the first step, even when you don't see the whole staircase." Martin Luther King Jr.

    What you learn in life is important, those you help learn, are more important.

    "They can because they think they can."

    "Wise men speak because they have something to say; Fools will speak to say something." Plato

    "The only difference between reality and fiction is that fiction needs to be credible."
    ​ Mark Twain

    "To those of you who received honors, awards and distinctions, I say well done. And to the C students, I say you, too, can be president of the United States." George W. Bush

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    There is no life I know
    To compare with pure imagination.
    Living there you’ll be free
    If you truly wish to be.~ Willy Wonka

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    These cold nights
    I walk on ice

    the earth cracks open
    I lose grip over coarse particles
    beneath my feet

    numb in my veins
    through which blood once coursed,
    now frozen, they
    crackle and curse

    preferring the chill to
    the shallow warmth
    when your breath
    brushes me.

    © Neetu

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    Broken Wing

    On a dark river
    blood runs thin.
    A child of winter from feathers and furs
    walks over water
    old whiskey still burns
    his barefoot tongue
    a broken wing in tumbled stones
    where spirit ran
    from ice to wind. A caribou man
    less caribou skin
    through barren heaven
    boundless cold
    where brothers lay
    where mother’s face
    turned lightning strike
    and father fell
    under horse-drawn spirits
    the holy pale
    that shaved his head
    and buried his wolf
    under brick and glass
    clipped his bear-claws
    one by one
    .......bbound in inukshuk
    .........someone is here.

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    Time's Up

    Frosty winds take aim at her being.

    Her embattled will, long immune.
    She labours on, into the untold.
    Uncharted paths, in her wake unfold.
    Tortured inch after another,
    trailblazing limb after the other.
    Her tracks are etched for ages.
    Sheer spine bore these pages;
    of stories unheard, fame unwanted,
    shame abhorred, hope undaunted.
    Unabashed by lordly pretext.
    Uncorrupted by sleazy subtext.
    Unwarped by sordid history.
    Or ears lent, in promise only.
    Deep in the mist, unseen, shattered lives,
    frozen in time, archived lies -
    tales - unwittingly preserved,
    for the unseemly to be served.
    Small victories, slyly acquiesced.
    Snide redress, smugly obliged.
    The war is over! They hasten to urge;
    keen to remind, of who’s in charge.
    She knows better, she knows the trope.
    She’s scarred by time, yet replete with hope.
    Atonement is in sight, for the stubborn misfit.
    There’ll be light, torches of her ancestors insist.

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    The Bergs Just Ain’t Havin’ It (Strong Language)

    Supposedly human
    yet comprised of ice
    you’ve met the type —
    they’re always right

    know-it-all glaciers
    that know very little
    who can’t abide correction
    thanks to egos so brittle

    so frozen solid
    whilst defending their stance
    even a flamethrower
    won’t singe their pants

    the birth of Google
    swung wide the door
    to showing such folks
    they should learn more

    countless facts
    laid bare to share
    but provide a link
    and they’ll swear it’s not there

    deaf dumb and blind
    to ideas not their own
    prove them wrong
    and they’ll stomp on your phone

    to erase proof of error
    at any cost
    then they’ll argue an ass
    is of course a horse

    for any mistake
    is clearly on you
    they can never err
    so fuck-off please do

    they’re allergic to logic
    and freeze out the truth
    while doling out ignorance
    like it’s some form of loot

    so just let them spew
    their asinine shit
    your time is precious
    waste not one bit

    there’s no way to warm
    pretense done up in frost
    minds on the rocks defy thawing
    and that’s clearly their loss.

    Pray ye ne’er be cursed
    by the berg that’s the worst —

    the icebound boss
    whose psyche must be nursed.

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    going under

    face up I float below
    surrounded by snow-bound mountains
    drifting to embrace
    the lakeside village

    arising through my eyes
    the sun's glow
    fractured and crystalized
    within the frozen window
    grasp the mettle of things unsaid
    and strike the nail upon the head

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