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ice queen melting

by Rachelle Howe

you used to be my
saccharine sweet molasses.
slow,
you dripped fingerlight, and candle light;
i lapped you up drink by drink.

in these holes i've buried you,
in these minds i've solved you,
this puzzle, the one that fits me,
a glove,
leather, and black.

holidays have always
smelled like our history.
the perfume
you sunk into my nostrils
was more potent
than the pomegranates and
rose rings.

i hung you on my door;
one nail was all it took.
god, you've become an
image, hanging there,
my own personal hail-mary,
torn, and weathered.

its snowing.
eyes have seeped through
these cuts that strain;
the ones that sank,
the ones that laced my shoes.
i had tripped

over you, and
fallen into the gutter of our
memories,
those sour sweet flakes that
dissolved after i had stitched you
in and up, and around my throat.

i still wear you
like a necklace.
you've tarnished some.

its hell where i'm living,
i know you couldn't survive.

you'd fall,
you'd drown,
you'd melt

(and once,
that would have been a good thing.)

11/16/2003

Author's Note: in answer to alaina schneider's "stake me (untitled)" piece. *wry grin.* oh yes. much inspiring. much love, doll!

Posted on 11/17/2003
Copyright © 2022 Rachelle Howe

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 11/17/03 at 11:07 PM

WOW! I had to print this up so I can take it home and absorb it; because at this point... it doesn't seem like saying "THIS IS AMAZING" is adequate enough!!! ... but... THIS PIECE IS AMAZING!!! ~N

Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/19/03 at 04:30 PM

Brilliant piece. I read it a different levels. Your lines seem to fall from some mysterious creative wordspring. Thanks for the gift, for YOUR gift.

Posted by Don Coffman on 11/21/03 at 08:19 AM

You're too good for words, Rach, and your mind's eye sees the most beautiful and amazing things. The way you structure the poem around certain words is really fascinating, too, putting off words or phrases here and there that brings them out just right, like a musical phrase in a larger score. And I adore what you did with i had tripped...over you, and. Very nifty trick, that. :)

Posted by Max Bouillet on 11/21/03 at 07:24 PM

Vibrant images that are mixed well with emotion. It is interesting the relationship terms you use are images that show age and frailty and yet still remian. A constant although with fragile attributes. Great verse and an enjoyable read.

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