Frozen #poetry #icicles
I find
my finger’s frozen
lost is my mind
On the water’s edge
I hold
life’s frozen particles
a permanent mold
On the water’s edge
I wait
sun’s warmth to free me
from death’s frozen lake
An excellent picture prompt from Poet’s United Poetry Pantry











Wonderful verse in response to the photo prompt.
chilly time of year
Great words for the pic.
A story unfolds on the water’s edge … well done !!!