Sash of Beaded Ice

By lupus tenebrae

I search the sash for beads of ice
and realize it’s only a dream.
A dream occurs not once but thrice,
I search the sash for beads of ice.
Although the mind is not concise,
I search every fabric and seam.
I search the sash for beads of ice
and realize it’s only a dream.

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Published on Wednesday, February 22, 2012. Filed under: "Personal" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

A triolet written for when I had lost something dear to me, I found it, but I was crushed at the time.

Comments on "Sash of Beaded Ice"

On Friday, April 27, 2012, OLd SouL (717) wrote:

i like the repetition and how it all wraps up and bottles itself. interesting, don't think ive read anything quite like it before. i admire that.
On Thursday, February 23, 2012, ColorMeToxic (238) wrote:

Oh I really like this...I wish I had room to bookmark it...
On Wednesday, February 22, 2012, dwells (4177) wrote:

Almost obsessive / compulsive perhaps. I used to lose things and like everybody, retrace my steps, again and again. Sometimes the object would show up later, other times it was lost in the Twilight Zone. Makes me crazy to this day, thanks.
On Wednesday, February 22, 2012, Devilish (2633) wrote:

Ohhhhh. beautifly written.. i so sorry you lost something.. god i've done that so many times .. and just searched and searched and to my dismay i never found it..