Like soldiers in a row
They stand or rather, hang,
Trying to cling to life,
But they keep on slipping.
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Your photo explains the meaning clearly, as I was wondering who or what 'they' were. I have seen little of icicles, so your poem has novelty for me; and real class.
Great metaphoric form, the battle of the season, the brevity of any life form. Great stuff!
Oh, very dramatic and clever! I think you've had an enormous regiment of these putting up camp in the U.S. Lately, not so?
title drew me in Again! ! ! :) i know this was/is good. i'll not bother to read again. limited time these days online. : ( bri
These soundtracks are a pain in the Butt. Worth 10 for that comment alone! The poem itself is excellent too! A brilliant linking of images. Sort of poetry I really admire. I'll make this a favourite and keep your work in view. It's hard keeping up with everyone but, if this is a good sample of your work, you've got a new fan here. Tom Billsborough
You got me. I didn't guess icicles but then in all fairness I just finished your poem on Antietam.. I like it. Good stuff
oh yeah, the soundtrack added by PH. they annoy me (as i guess they do you) . i don't know how to post photos with my poems and i don't care enough to learn, but i do like the two i've seen on your pages. i got in my head old shingles and couldn't shake them loose, even though the poem didn't exactly describe shingles. icicles, of course! i always have trouble spelling that word. i saw plenty during my first 50+ years when i lived in central new york state. now i bask in the mild temps of northern coastal california. oh, back to the poem: the whole poem seems without blemish, but i picked these as my favorite lines: The nighttime comes and they Regroup, regain some strength thanks for sharing. bri :)
1 1/2 years later, i'm drawn to the title again! ! ! let me review another! ;) bri how many times will this happen! ! ? ?