Frozen

We're frozen in time, you and I,
a limbo of sorts so we can ignore
the inevitable that must happen.
There's no space for movement
for even the slightest disruption
will cause the ice to crack and melt.
My embrace is futile and desperate,
but eventually our frozen fingers
will slip from each other's grasp.
The icy cage inside my mind
won't thaw until the summer sun.
So those memories will stay until
one day the prison melts away.

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I'm not ready to say goodbye
the summer sun has not come by for
I know my tears will dry eventually.
So until then,
please wait for the winter to pass
with its icy cold rain so I can
walk with you in step under shelter.
Wait till spring comes with flowers
and when they start to wilt and die,
only then will I lay my heart to rest.

Wilt

We were a beautiful bud just beginning to unfurl,
the days seemed long and stretched ahead of us.
Our hands would entwine like the vines beneath us
and we blossomed into brilliancy among the others.
Laughingly we ignored the dust that swirled around
but now I know the truth that must approach us
with an ever fastening pace as the days slip away now.
We will wilt away, you and me, as surely as all roses do
and all that is left of us will be nothing but dust.

Suddenly everything has changed

You promised that you'd try to care still
but each and every time we meet,
I can see the light dimming away slowly,
leaving only shadows on the footpath,
a ghost of what we used to be.
I'm sorry that I don't want to let you go
but I know that when we finally part
there will be only scar tissue left in my chest.
So let me hold you close just one last time
before your warmth disappears forever.

Happy 101

My thanks to lovely Luxi, whose wonderful blog (http://pretty-preoccupied.blogspot.com/) keeps me constantly wishing that I
a) could write as well as her
b) dress as nicely
c) had the money to buy some of those dresses that she puts on display

;) But no, I do appreciate the award :)

As it is, I don't have ten people to nominate. So everyone who reads this can consider themselves nominated.
The rules are as follows:
1. Thank the person who gave you the award
2. Name 10 things that make you happy
3. Pass this award to 10 other blogs and inform the winners

Onto rule number 2...
Contrary to what impressions you may have formed of me as a result of reading my dreary poetry, I am a happy person... (this does sound like a confession). Anyway...

1. Sharing a steaming hot white chocolate mocha from Starbucks with someone on a cold day and eating the top layer daintly with those wooden stirrers
2. Rain at night... I rather enjoy hearing the gentle pitter patter of rain on the roof...
3. Waking up on a Thursday morning. And a Saturday morning.
4. The quietness when one wakes up early on a snowy day and there is no one about... just a layer of fresh snow over everything you can see
5. Baking. The process and the planning of what to make
6. Walking through a field with blue skies above and there is no one nearby, so one can sing as loudly as one likes
7. When you finally look in the mirror after finishing your preparations for a ball
8. Knowing that friends are on their way over to have a talk that lasts well into the evening, full of laughter and conversation
9. Finally playing a piece of music on the piano correctly after weeks and weeks of practice
10. Walking hand in hand with someone... especially on a rainy day underneath the same umbrella

Ode to Planet X

You were such an oddity in the world
a different thing altogether that I simply
could not piece you together and understand.
I used to be the brightest star in your skies
but it is inevitable that I will become just another
white dwarf lost in the depths of memory.
I tried to keep you close in orbit around me
yet you drifted further away with each day.
But the time approaches where my gravity
will not hold you back any time longer and
you will be free to travel the universe once more,
your face will become a stranger instead of
one that I've smiled into each and every night.
As you escape the grasp of one solar system to space,
planetary etiquette demands that you lose
your name to simply become Planet (e)X.

Ache

Like a boxer who has been punched once too many,
I stumble back on my words and retreat away
to find myself some self preservation.
You dismembered my innocence and my love,
and left me with only hatred and spite.
There isn't much left to preserve of me,
just the embittered and shrivelled lump of flesh
that I used to call my heart.
But I wish you could rid me of my misery
and just kill me first before you go and
break my heart again.