I. The Boy With The Cuckoo Clock Heart
Born with a frozen heart,
abandoned in
Edinburgh.
One kind physician
laid her hands upon him,
in a bit of medicinal salvation,
by placing a cuckoo clock
inside his chest.
Now an orphan,
among peculiar friends:
tear-filled flasks,
eggs containing memories,
and a man with a musical spine.
There's but one catch
for this boy:
his heart is fragile,
he must never, ever
fall in love.
Existence is undoubted.
But without this one emotion,
can he really live?
Love is a bitter token.
II. The Girl With Glass Feet
"It was a humid night,
later to become a hated night."
Upon an island sound,
feet first, she is slowing turning
into glass.
By sheer happenstance,
she meets a shy boy
who lives there
with an extreme fear
of being touched.
As she slowly disappears,
she untethers herself
from self-pity,
by teaching the boy the value
of interaction.
Inchmeal, he begins to reach out
and feels everything
she has lost to the night.
Love is a bitter token.
III. The Snow Child
"November was here."
A married couple,
in Alaskan remote,
suffering from one great sadness:
no child of their own
and unable to talk of it.
He's buried by
the weight of the outer ice,
she's crumbling
from inner despair.
And so on a rare
friendly day trek,
they built a child out of snow,
outfitted with mittens and scarf.
A day later it is gone,
remembered only in absentia,
yet there appears
a beautifully arrayed
creature of winter,
a little, lissome girl in the woods,
hunting with the red fox.
In wishing to understand
these encounters,
the couple come to love the child
as their very own daughter.
Yet will she ever accept them
as they do her?
Or see them
merely as snowdrops?
Figurines frosted over by
the harsh landscape
they each wander?
Love is a bitter token.
BLT's continued challenge - to write a poem using the Merriam-Webster word of the day, lissome. It's in there somewhere.
