Tremblings (an end to a nasty case of writer's block)

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Alwye

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In the space between moments

0 posted 2001-02-26 12:24 PM

Sunshine scrawls across the sky
Braiding light within the gray
The wind...it quivers...
Tremblings felt deep within
The hollowed, aching
Catacombs of me.

Bleak expanse
Of ever drifting white
Lays silent, yet somehow
Still crying in my ears...
And the pearly blaze, it’s blinding
Drawing all solace- all substance
From my soul.

I stumble through the crystal mounds
Kicking up frigid clouds of snow
And of desperate need...
But how can you rescue me
From this winter-whirlwind
When you don’t even know I’m here?

And so I shiver, the cold
Breathing deep into me,
Leaving the darkest corners
Of my crumbling soul
Kissed with frost
And loneliness.

dgvarner
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1 posted 2001-02-26 12:31 PM

wow..this is really great writing! way to break out of writers block--you must have been gathering and storing for a rainy day..lol

hugs, g

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"FORGIVENESS is giving up my right to hurt you for hurting me..."

Dusk Treader

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2 posted 2001-02-26 12:32 PM

It's great that you're writer's block has ended, and what a way to batter down that barrier. You can hear the pain, and the frigid icescape is well created. I think I know where you draw your inspiration from.

"I stumble through the crystal mounds
Kicking up frigid clouds of snow
And of desperate need...
But how can you rescue me
From this winter-whirlwind
When you don’t even know I’m here?"

I hope we know where each other are now and can support each other to greener lands

"And every state of mind, left to itself, every shutting up of the creature within the dungeon of its own mind - is, in the end, Hell" - C.S. Lewis

Krawdad
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3 posted 2001-02-26 01:40 AM

Alwye,

A rescue?
from "The hollowed, aching
Catacombs of me . . .
From this winter-whirlwind . . .
Of my crumbling soul"

Now there's a challenge to present.

I like poetry that I can feel . . . and I can feel this one on the back of my neck . . . brrrr. Nice write.

kraw'

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4 posted 2001-02-26 06:31 AM

A wonderful poem Krista, loved the imagery and your word choice fantastic.

it was great to read you again

glad you overcame the writer's block

Maree

Kethry
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5 posted 2001-02-26 06:36 AM

Krista,
methinks the spring thaw is coming, soon that writer's block will be totally melted away.
write on
Kethry

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Michael

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6 posted 2001-02-26 02:59 PM

Well done, Krista. I see no traces of writer's block here.

Especially liked the ending.

Michael

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7 posted 2001-02-26 03:54 PM

What a terrific piece to be blessed with after your writer's block. This is so powerfully vivid and chilling. My absolutely favorite lines are:

The hollowed, aching
Catacombs of me.

Yet, as I read, I found myself thinking I could include them all in that statement. Is this one you would not mind my keeping a copy of, Alwye?

Alwye

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In the space between moments

8 posted 2001-02-26 10:27 PM

g- rainy day, snowy day...LOL. Hopefully the ideas will keep coming now. Thanks for reading!

Abrahm- I did have you in mind vaguely...it's amazing what a good long talk and a day can do, huh? Thank you for reading and for your support my love.

Krawdad- I too like poetry I can 'feel' as you put so well....I'm glad you felt this one, thank you for your kind words.

Maree- Thank you for your reply, my friend, I'm glad you enjoyed.

Kethry- Spring....oh spring, where are you? LOL...I sure hope that thaw is an end to my writer's block. Thanks for your comments!

Michael- Good to hear from you! Thank you for reading, I truly appreciate it.

VAS- I'm really glad you enjoyed it enough to keep a copy, and of course you may. I'd be honored.

*Krista Knutson*

I'm a slow dying flower
In a frost-killing hour
The sweet turning sour and untouchable...
-Natalie Merchant

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9 posted 2001-02-27 05:38 PM

Welcome back, oh beautiful princess of times long past! LOL (this is cassers sucking up again!) wonderfully written.. i enjoyed this one a lot. about time you get your poems back up.

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