Thursday, January 13, 2011

Thawing



there is a chill that’s seeped
into my cells,
cold, still, numbing,
the days
immobile...
wondering how long,
it all must take
for passion and desire
once again to stake claim…
as rapidly as the freeze
seeped into my veins,
slowly, the coldness will lift
a vague memory
of another dreary winters day...
cultivating ambition
where otherwise, lie none
awaiting...
the freeze to thaw
and life...
to once again,
blossom.

21 comments:

  1. I want to melt in the snow with your love been it's warmth... and that's how I blossom.

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  2. hope spring comes to you soon...could use a bit more heat around these parts as well...

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  3. I like this a lot. You make it easy to fall into hibernation and just dream, especially with all this snow and bad weather.

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  4. "Slowly the coldness will lift. A vague memory."
    A hopeful tune. Mournful, but forecasting a future sun. May it be soon.

    ((Hug))
    ~Annie

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  5. send a shiver down my spine.
    great post

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  6. it seems impossible at times, but the thaw does come...

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  7. awaiting...
    the freeze to thaw
    and life...
    to once again,
    blossom.

    wonderful piece as always Kay!! :)

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  8. Great poem. It says more that what is written. Nice work Kay.

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  9. Kay,
    softly and gently, 'swim' with the words describing the different condition of mind, which I experience deep from time to time.
    You promise the thawing,
    It's time!

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  10. Its time for revivial and come to life! Too good !!!

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  11. Few have such a way of expression. Thank you for the visit.

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  13. Thaw will come. Words of warmth and wonders, mourning and a new morning...Hugs to you

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  14. Beautiful Kay. Love the picture. Brrrrr Blessings.

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  15. Ahh, I hear hope!! Beautifully written, my dear.

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  16. "As the ground warms to the first rays of light, a birdsong shatters the still."
    Bruce Dickenson

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  17. that is what spring will bring to you, dear... meanwhile- let it thaw...

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  18. thanks for the kind words today kay...smiles.

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  19. You have a fabulous blog! I’m an author and illustrator and I made some awards to give to fellow bloggers whose sites I enjoy. I want to award you with the Creative Blog Award for all the hard work you do!

    Go to http://astorybookworld.blogspot.com/p/awards.html and pick up your award.
    ~Deirdra

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  20. this is such a tender glimpse of the cycle, whether it's about personal life or creative life, we travel on ebbs and flows.
    hope you are very well:)

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