"unfrozen" poems
CRIMSON
Colors explode
As the sumac stands sentinel over the ebbing rays of the sun
Shepherding away Niibin to make room for Dagwaagin
Standing, alone, in a sea of green
Sumac heralds the changing season
And like an artistic wild fire
Is the first in what will become a palette of chromatic vibrancy
Sensing the subtle change
Mother deer, her two fawns and yearling
Meandering through the sumac grove
Make haste of the fading green buffet
Mother Bear and her cubs, now a year stronger and wiser
Gorge on honey and berries as they ready for their winter's sleep
Red-Winged Blackbirds, Robins and Sandhill Cranes congregate en masse
Hummingbird drinks the final drops of nectar
In anticipation of their journey south
In advance...of the returning white Biboon blanket
The clock of Mother Earth is precise
And the natural world follows her timely rhythms
As southerly and westerly winds shift to the north
Eagle soars high above...the yet unfrozen river
Vivid foliage slowly falls to the forest floor
Creating an intricate insulating tapestry for those below
In the meadow, swaying in the wind, stands a solitary Daisy
It's single yellow petal defying the departure of longer days
Harvest moon shimmers through bare branches
Dancing, tapping in rhythmic fashion, upon a quiet window
Stirring Misigami from her reverie
Outside her window, a lone black figure, a Lobo, like her
Acknowledges her presence, blurring the lines of consciousness
Signifying that dreams do come true
And that through the change of seasons
We grow
We become stronger
Wiser
And are given the true gift...of forever being...
...Hopeful
(c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 6:31 PM UTC
summer lays across the valley
as silk lays across her body
shrouding subtle contours as she sleeps
beneath the morning mist her dream keeps
to wait for her eyes to open
is to wait for time to be unfrozen
i whisper to her as she sleeps
so into her dreams my heart seeps
in a hint of azure eyes
from the mist my heart will rise
and go with you from your pillow
into your life my dreams will follow
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 8:45 AM UTC
The blue dew is raining in
roaring fury!
It's a love cascading violently
from ****** blue mountain,
inviting grit from ocean of
courage, to offload tons of
bashfulness overload.
I reach a dime with hazel gaze
to a blue-eyed goddess in the
love garden, popping ogle
champagne in blind lust to
******** world.
I grin!
I grin in summary epic!
The amorous picnic turn and caress
me in mercurial adjectives, embalm
me in emotional stiffness, aloof
from the real, unfrozen me into
insatiable insanity.
Not long, the craze evaporated
into eternity!
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 2:07 AM UTC
My greatest fear is
that my mind will become languid
all these nerves that buzz and fill
will someday become a vegetable
somnolent times will set upon me
a spell from which I cannot recover
lazily and languorously I shall dwell
an intellect without vigour
too much comfort too much praise too much ease
shall push me off the cliff of complacency
and I shall fall without cognizance
a mental suicide, awareness in deep freeze
a hardened blank consciousness
that needs to be broken through
excavated from a grave of self-righteousness
pushed beyond self-set limits
melted until the core is seen
I need to feel the pain and hurt
cry briny tears and experience grief
need to feel unsure undecided
obscure myself in anxiety
make sure the inner ocean stays unfrozen
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
12.09.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Sep 12, 2012
Sep 12, 2012 at 4:35 AM UTC
"Stay safe, Stay strong" my old friend giving me some words
"Have Faith" they've said "Give your trust unto the Lord"
"It's easy for you to say" I've said
"You see and hear nothing that will rock your head"
"You are right, They are wrong" voices of my friend from outer space
Supporting my conviction asking me to shout for them to leave our place
"I'm still here waiting my love" said a lady whose name was Jane
Indeed I remembered her, my heart keep calling her name
"Love her? She was nothing compared to us!" those beautiful nymph again
Showing their naked body seems so real that let me forget something
"No one could ever help you' No one could ever heal" my mother voice to feel
"It's only you my son can cure yourself, can give your wound a heal"
"We've won again we've won!" all of them again cheering
While looking at the shadows of my old friend, my love and my mom leaving
"Sir here's my handkerchief" a voice from a nurse unfrozen myself freezing
To then I've realized that my eyes turned into a dark cloud
and now it's really raining...
written: August 27, 2014 @ 8:35 PH standard time
Mysterious Aries
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
A cup of London Fog warms
My frost bitten fingers
My toes curl tighter in my socks
Cramming together to stay warm
Sitting on the little window sill
A silent corner amidst the
Voices in conversation
And the shuffling of books and newspapers
My mind is like a messenger dove
Still perched on a branch
Waiting for the note it must deliver
But whose thoughts are already
Lost in what the flight will bring
My eyes stare out of the
Glass divide
The see-through division between
The snowy outside world
And the coffee’s home
Suddenly all freezes
The strolling people outside
With their snow caps and weathered coats
Are statues
Identical
With no emotion of their faces
All those who sit at the tables
Within the café’s warmth
With their books and computers
Dissolve to sand
I watch the slow extinction
Of society and friends
Movement and speech
My eyes
The only ones left unfrozen
My body
The only one left whole
Did they migrate to another world?
Did they realize their bodies weren’t really who they were?
But instead that they were particles apart of everything else.
Who knows?
Yes
I think
Who knows?
And
With my eyes unfrozen
My body whole
My toes cold
And a cup of London Fog in my hands
I take a sip
And contemplate
Nov 13, 2012
Nov 13, 2012 at 11:50 AM UTC
I stared at my open palm –
purple speckles of a fossil unfrozen by the mere
heat of my touch.
I stared at my hands –
cold and dry come wintertime, layers of
reptilian scales making my little
dinosaur claws rigid, unforgiving.
I imagine myself a warrior woman of sorts – eyes fossilised into icy hardness.
I stared at the sword in my hand and with a great swing,
I slice the stone of youth down the middle, separating
the old from the new, specks exploding:
red, blue, yellow,
thrown across my hair.
Under layers created by millennia of pressure and grime –
the mineral of understanding.
It gleams so that my cheeks flush red with blood from within,
And my neck reaches to the sun,
my eyes widen, beginning to melt and drip.
I close them.
I stared at the insides of my eyes, and
a speckled horizon stared back.
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 9:05 AM UTC
One kiss, and an explosion occurred.
Neither expecting this, yet nothing different
would we prefer.
I didn't fall for you gracefully,
but the siren's call of your soul to mine
was a blitzkrieg attack.
And honestly, I'm looking forward
to never going back.
For you, sir, have filled me wholly,
completely my voids,
and sealed shut every wound.
Every heart beat boomed in my head,
drowning the sounds of all else
the moment I knew for sure
I had found it, found you.
Without trying, I came unfrozen
as your voice caressed me.
My breath arresting, hitching,
I knew then, I know now-
I want you to be
my always and forever,
my happily ever after.
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC
I don't know how it started--
the warmth slowly sinking into my hands again
the shock from cold to warm
was the difference in the creases of your smile
I knew, that if it stayed too long
I could possibly freeze to death
I knew that if it stayed too long
Your smile would freeze and find it's way into my brain
and never leave
---
I don't know how it all ended--
I don't know where you left me,
why you left me
all I know
is that the warmth has made it's way into my hands again
your smile has melted from my brain
just as my hands are now unfrozen
my entire body
has
never
felt
so
whole.
Sep 23, 2012
Sep 23, 2012 at 9:15 PM UTC
Haiti you are a beautiful soul in nature. Frozen in time it’s like I’ve never left you three decades ago. Under all the destruction I still see your beautiful soul. Sadly with tears in my eyes I am speechless of how they’ve left you frozen without cause without reasons without merits. How shameful the civilized western can be to leave you naked, frozen without clothes. With tears in my eyes I am saddened to see you like this, With tears in my eyes I am still proud to be your son.
Perhaps one day I dream of seeing a Better you , a stronger you, and a Well dress you for the whole western world to see you unfrozen.
You are down but you are not out, you are drowning but you are not finished.
As painful as it may be for me , I know the pain for your people is much greater than mine , for I get to leave you as I please to a better place.
The hypocrisy from the western world, give me freedom or give me death , I assume it was only meant for the Caucasian world. Because together the people of Haiti have accomplished just that , for the freedom of your people , for that very reason they’ve been rebellious against your people for wanting to be free, for wanting to raised your young under a flag we all can be proud and called your our own.
Sadly they’ve brainwashed our brothers and sisters around the western world, make them believe you are barbaric, you are a race of barbarism, how sad to see in this modern world you have been left frozen in time. Still I am proud to call you my own.
If I can help it , the fight is not yet over. Shameful of myself for not realizing you were in need of my attention sooner than I’ve realized. Words cannot describes the pain I feel for you , words cannot describes the pain I feel for the people of Haiti. Today I wrote in stone I will indeed seek for a better You and I will not rest. Until then I beg you to keep fighting and
STAND STRONG FROZEN.
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 8:14 PM UTC
It’s High noon in a tumble **** town
And everyone’s running for cover,
Shops are turning their open signs around
The saloons piano player is now frozen with fright
All is quiet like a cold winter’s night.
Back to back ten paces forward
Counting in your head the jingles in the others spurs
Turn and draw
Be quick or be dead
Shots ring out like thunder
One grazed the other not so lucky
Town’s people wrap you up like a caterpillar in its cocoon
Slumped is your body over the back of the horse
Now is trotting you to your resting place.
The piano man is now unfrozen.
(CARSr.5-1-12)
May 23, 2012
May 23, 2012 at 4:10 PM UTC
Unfrozen, surviving in miles of silent wasteland
Somehow risen from cold to my feet, but not breathing
Am I flawless that I drift so lightly with a Western wind?
Or so flawed that I don't admit I'm desperate for coming home
The final night with my elbows on the throne
Laughing over longing after end to the infinite.
Beheld well with the highest intention to flatter you
Maybe I'll die in laughter when you realize I invite you to bitterness,
brittleness to the shattering for which I'll want you close
Because with another's bloodstains I can live alone
Using what I've siphoned to make my ill-advised scratches on tablets on tabletops.
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 2:14 AM UTC
Laying in my cozy bed,
I oft wonder
why?
why am I here when others not?
those that make a simple mistake
and perish, yet I am here
a friend telling me
“you have more lives than cats”
not a consolation to my deliriums
The plethora of experiences too plentiful
to parlay into one poem
sixteen at last count
multiple careening crashes, a gas tank explosion,
illness, being hit by a car while standing at an ATM
the litany long and varied but one stands out
playing on a recently unfrozen pond
raft fighting as it were
young hearts being foolish
falling in backwards, a non-swimmer
it is so cold, frost bite pins & needles cold
I am going deeper and deeper
it is getting colder and colder
darker and darker
until it is totally dark
no lingering thoughts, it is over
then a pinprick of light
drawing closer
it grows and grows
until I am in the light
it is oh so warm here
the lack of sound creating
an incredulous peacefulness
for a fear filled life
can I stay forever, please
except that is not my destiny
not that day or those others
rescued by a neighbor’s father
delivered unconscious to a mother
still questioning the why
Andreas Simic©
Jun 17, 2022
Jun 17, 2022 at 7:34 AM UTC
i.
the lake has opened
several places where the ice
has come unfrozen
two idiots drove their
pickup into a hole
last night
ii.
the emergency vehicles
woke me with sirens
racing to drag these
drunks off the
ice before they froze
iii.
the beach sand has been
uncovered
by the blowing wind
which has driven the snow
into a drift over the dock which we
have stored by the
treeline
iv.
walking the sandy shore
i stooped to pick up
a piece of green, bottle
glass
v.
the glass is weighty in my hand, and rounded
smooth
its edges shaped and polished
by the working of sand, water and time
like an olive,
like a cherry,
like a memory,
of you
Jun 8, 2012
Jun 8, 2012 at 2:29 PM UTC
Sometimes I wish your
Heart stopped every time
I touched you and that
The only way for you to
Restart was to fold
Your eyelashes around mine
Like origami birds
Fluttering in the wind
And softly dig your fingernails
Into my waist like a shovel
Much overdue for the aching earth
Because then I could at least
Pretend that I am the
Only thing in this world
You need to stay unfrozen.
Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 12:08 AM UTC
One by one they stand like statues,
As they get tagged,
In the feild were they play.
As the game goes on,
More and more stand like statues,
Waiting to be unfrozen,
By a person who will never come.
Due to the war between two,
That has everyone paralyzed with fear,
In this cold climate,
That they call normal.
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC
Whence come ye, so wild and so fleet,
For sandals of lightning are on your feet,
And your wings are soft and swift as thought,
And your eyes are as love which is veiled not.
We come from the mind,
Of humankind,
Which was late, so dusk and obscene and blind.
Now, 'tis an ocean,
Of clear emotion
A heaven of serene and mighty emotion
From the dim recesses,
Of woven caresses,
Where lovers catch ye by your loose tresses,
From azure isles,
Where sweet wisdom smiles,
Delaying your ships with their siren smiles.
We waded and flew
And the islets were few
Where the bud-blighted flowers of happiness grew,
Our spoil is won
Our task is done,
We are free to dive, or soar, or run,
Beyond and around,
Or within the bound,
Which clips the world with darkness around
The joy, the triumph, the delight, the madness,
The boundless, overflowing, bursting gladness,
The vaporous exultation not to be confined,
Ha! Ha! the animation of delight.
Which wraps me like an atmosphere of light
And bears me as a cloud is borne by its own wind
As the dissolving warmth of dawn may fold,
A half-unfrozen dew-globe, green and gold
And crystalline, till it becomes a winged mist,
And wanders up the vault of the blue day,
Outlives the noon, and on the sun's last ray,
Hangs over the sea, a fleece of fire and amethyst
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 6:36 AM UTC
winter is fast approaching
and the morning frost has
already come
but my heart is like the spring
and new life is blossoming
in my unfrozen heart
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
a perhaps summer wilt with hands maybe
like cups or bowls o' laughter running over
what drizzles o'er the numerous human
stuff by a pondsome quick pretty water
glittering succulently its most cool grasp
o'er her body from it gallops the crescents
of her lush formidable query i tousle
with my tongue like last winter i was
walking in a garden when the frost
stung my nose real hard and i was
just almost inside when i noticed how
absolutely demure the snow was
clutching the soil it like a lover it from
whom it nay would release except for
that same afternoon it rained and
all was unfrozen and loved no more
the snow the soil like this terrific
droplet of her skinny strength stabbed
with youth and running out her wounds
the ablest *** dances rushing on sturdy
limbs to snare over the cuirass of flickering
electronic flesh (my chest) and drape
supreme fair fairy dust inside each
nostril and straight to my dithering acute
brain and tingles abruptly her
belated fingers unday brushing the eaves
of cobalt with purple frilling the
edges and we repose in the cracked
bucket leather seats of my drab yellow
volvo and
and
and
Jun 12, 2011
Jun 12, 2011 at 3:28 PM UTC
Ms. Doubtfire
Says her hearts too cold
To ever be unfrozen
And I can only laugh
Because she thinks he looks like a woman
Ms. Doubtfire
I was never convinced
Still thank you for cleaning my house
You have a check for all your work
Signed Mr. Fire
Don't doubt me
I've seen Peter Pan
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 1:31 AM UTC
i used to have this skill
of writing beautiful words
it developed through my misery
it resounded in my nerves
i had rhymes in my head
and i put them together
i made people feel things
with an assortment of letters
but now my mind is too full,
too scattered, too broken
and all those words have slipped;
my thoughts have come unwoven
absolutely unraveled,
solidly unfrozen,
fantastically shattered,
an organized explosion.
those beautiful words
lost in the blast
i used to wish my mind would die
and it happened at last.
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 6:25 PM UTC
Time frozen, eternity's remnant
A kiss unbroken by the threads of fate
A bond unshattered by the weaves of destiny
A moment untouched by the strings of life ethereal
Time frozen, eternity's remnant
Their lips caressing one another so graciously
Their hands interlocked together so uniformly
Their beings resonating as one so perfectly
Time frozen, eternity's remnant
Uncertain future created afterwards through unknown factors
Uncertain future sustained during the unclear present
Uncertain future diminished before they truly became one
Time resumed, eternity's progression
Reality sabotaged by instance of luck
Reality abolished by happening of chance
Reality undone by development of coincidence
Time resumed, eternity's progression
Moved on from childish thoughts
Became more than desired
Left behind as nothing more than a still frame
Time unfrozen, eternity's remnant
Initial beginnings—eager love which knows no bounds
Time resumed, eternity's progression
Followed events—realizations of the truth and awareness of reality
Time collapsed, eternity's absence
Final ending—comprehension that a pause in history cannot define its entirety
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 2:42 AM UTC
It is here,
The snow is staring to thaw;
The birds sing and cheer.
The vines are growing the honey is raw,
Everything becomes unfrozen; the river, the lake.
Animals of all sizes come peeking out,
The squirrel, the bird, the snake.
Finally it has ended this freezing cold drought.
The winter was hard, cold, and ugly
Fevers and chills will disperse,
Now it is time for a new season to hold the key,
Mother Nature has opened her purse.
No rain, no clouds, only sun;
Sweet smells of flowers in bloom,
Now winter is done,
It slips away till next year inside of its cold tomb.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 12:26 PM UTC
Into the concrete cracking heart
His favorite skulpture scowles
At everyone he loved.
He goes out on the deck
Every dark nite and waits
For the fog to lift away like
A drape exposing the fear
Of leaving a balcony
And falling into the hands
Of pebbles bound to break
The effort of falling
More then a hundread
Pounds of history would
Allow until another dark
Day awakens the troubled
Animal like its a ware wolf
Unfrozen from the curse waiting
To leave a balcony.
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC