flames drizzle cold wells,
searing frozen clusters;
into the delicate shell –
standing still
lingering through flames of blue,
walking into invisible labyrinths;
the arms of wisdom,
wait for icebergs to melt,
to catch frozen time,
leering in the breath –
escaping words that must be spoken;
ice crystals shatter,
shards glaciering frigid stares;
freezer burn, stings;
a raging fire blasts,
frost over the terminus fate
only one is left standing


About mindretrofit8

Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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7 Responses to Confrontation

  1. “lingering through flames of blue,
    walking into invisible labyrinths;”

    Wow… What a great use of wording…

  2. that sure gets the point across! splendfabulistic!

  3. LOVE this! I have been thinking and feeling in dichotomies for the past year or so. Almost everything seems like your poem to me.

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