The Cold Daughter

They should have come,
all the signs were there:

snow, claw marks,
a blue sun.  Instead

someone brought
an ice pick & shovel.

The task became
to keep the heart

from freezing

when it realized,
without a compass,

winter would be
a lifetime.

Who can tolerate
a cold, blue daughter?


Anonymous said...

none can.

I have one, and even 17 years later, I can't. ~

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

hope this not a true nature of things and just a creative script of poetic or prose liberty

gracias for sharing this