Ice

It’s been a while since I wrote a poem based on a piece of art. I had hoped to do this more on The Visual Female. So as it is a new year and I happened to be feeling inspired today I have written this small poem about this piece of art by Lente Scura.

lente scura

It was cold
when you left

I was barely clothed
and my hair turned blue.

It was like you had cast
ice over me
and with each shiver
moved further away.

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