Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Second Jigsaw Poem- Feb 2009

Frost by Ofira Sephiroth

Snow falls on my broken gleam.
A lone syringe transfers frost
from our seven year storm.
Toast to victory
while I bite the tongue
that once tied around your heart -
accentuating passion,
hindering forgiveness.
Fantastic were my hopes and dreams -
belated are your wishes.


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lissa said...

lovely, like a winter dream

writerwoman said...

I like it. It reminds me of the feeling of New Year's Eve.