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Icicles

It’s quiet
No words just shards
Dripping from my lips
Like icicles
Falling down
Making a pretty sound
But no sense
That springs to mind
       Just drip-drop-dripping
Onto the page
Forming strange shapes
Like frost flowers
Painted by a mad elf
Words that sometimes
Come gently
       Just drip-drop-dripping
Onto the page
Making patterns
Clearing the mind
Now they are frozen
Just cold and hard
Spiky shapes
Unwieldy and resisting
       Just drip-drop-dripping
From my frozen mind
Holding no relief
Giving no sustenance
       Just drip-drop-dripping
Like icicles
Falling down
       Just drip-drop-dripping
Making a pretty sound
But no sense.


© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this poem in any way shape or form without my written permission.

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Poem… It’s soooooooooo cold outside…


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I am a very creative person and it’s my way of dealing with the world, inside and out. I am only happy when I am making things or painting or writing. There are just not enough hours in the day…. I am into poetry and photo manipulation at the moment and also dabbling in photography. :-)

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Comments

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellover 3 years ago

    oh there is nothing like no sense,
    when the senses can enjoy without the mind having to analyse.

    love your imagery, Sybille xx

  • Thank you Lisa. It was just something that wanted out – and unlike me – there didn’t seem to be a purpose to it. LOL xoxoxo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • autumnwind
    autumnwindover 3 years ago

    still, somehow you were inspired to make those icicles work for you. I agree with Lisa, there is much in the honesty of not having to make too much sense – but then again in a way it made a beautiful poem and quite a bit of sense. does that make sense? lol
    I too, and sorry to be such a copy cat here, loved your imagery.
    xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

  • LOL I wish there had been some real icicles somewhere… I love the way they look! It’s just unlike me not to have a purpose with what I write, this just wanted out and onto the paper. xoxoxoxox

    – Sybille Sterk

  • lianne
    lianneover 3 years ago

    You know sometimes, it doesn’t have to make sense and sometimes we just have to BE and not even try to write about it. I took several dozen images yesterday of the icicles hanging off my roof (none good – lol) and today it’s so bitter cold that I’m just curling up in front of the fire and the only words I care about right now are ones to sing your praises for this! xox

  • LOL Thank you so much Lianne. :-) Shame the pictures of the icicles didn’t work. They might still work as textures. I often use discarded pictures to make textures. All our snow is gone… everything out there is covered in frost like icing. Very pretty, and VERY cold. Wish I had an open fire. I am snuggled up to a radiator….. xoxoxox

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Trenchtownrock
    Trenchtownrockover 3 years ago

    It is cold outside and this piece added more shivers…love how captured the frigidness..well done.

  • Thank you so much. :-) It was cold and dark last night… the coldest it has been so far and winter is NOT my favourite time. Always makes me melancholy.

    – Sybille Sterk

  • eoconnor
    eoconnorover 3 years ago

    well done on this icicles can be intriguing !Liz

  • Thank you so much Liz.Icicles are so pretty, but we rarely get them here… Shame. xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • JUSTART
    JUSTARTover 3 years ago

    great writing !

  • Thank you so much Sylvia. :-)

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Cosimo Piro
    Cosimo Piroover 3 years ago

    Making a pretty sound
    But no sense.
    Maybe this is all it needs be….appreciation of beauty without making sense of it….sometimes we look too hard into something that we miss its simple beauty….its simple truth. Great write Sybille….did not leave me cold. xoxo

  • Thank you so much Cos. Glad I could warm you up. LOL xoxo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • robinellenlucas
    robinellenlucasover 3 years ago

    i love the flow of your writing… keeps the suspense going.
    glad i got to read this.

  • Thank you so much Robin. :-) It was written on a day when the words seemed to be stuck in my head and just wouldn’t let me shape them. LOL xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Rebecca Tun
    Rebecca Tunover 3 years ago

    Congratulation! I’ve featured this piece in Touched By Fire . I’m going to put it up on the blog tomorrow, so watch this space for another comment with a link to the blog :)

  • Thank you so much Rebecca. Much, much appreciated. xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • robinellenlucas
    robinellenlucasover 3 years ago

    i know those days… when words seem to be stuck in your head, but come out anyway in their own form. they, in fact, turn into the best poems sometimes :)

  • Thank you so much Robin. :-) Exactly. Sometimes it’s the writing it down that makes it clear what was going on in your head/heart in the first place. xo

    – Sybille Sterk

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