I'm branching into a different style of writing -
I don't usually like free-verse.


Through hell and Ice.

Some people have a dark place in their heart
that nothing can seem to fill.

Sometimes that dark place extends to their soul
they seem lost to us.

But if ever you are
in that dark place,
just call out our name
and picture our face...

...through hell and ice in your hour of need we will come.

31/01/06



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-01-31 at 05:46

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Marie
A continuation of the series Celtic Boy, me, and you have started...or so it seems to me. Hope I'm right :))
Anyway, this text is beautiful and touching. Short-ish, but fits the purpose it means to serve perfectly.
2006-02-01


penfold18
A nice write Liz,I'm no good at free verse my self,though one day who knows :-))
2006-01-31


GB
And through the blood ice of despair , whenever you're there or somewhere , I will always believe in your love for me .
Well done Liz. Good touch ! .... Glen ( GB )
2006-01-31