She came through the window,
on a frosty night,
that’s how I met,
the queen of ice.
On a stormy night,
she entered the room,
with a cold breeze of air,
slowly spreading herself everywhere.
What frightful sight!
She said she came,
to claim what’s hers,
the frozen heart,
my chest conserves.
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This poem is part of the project Daily Dispatch.
About this poem:
Like the queen of ice, this poem came to me in the middle of the night after I woke up from a dream. Luckily I decided to write it down. Other than dropping the first stanza, I left the poem unedited as it came to me. There was no need to change anything.
Due to a turbulent week, it’s been quite difficult to catch up with things here on WordPress. I’m going to catch up as soon as possible. Until then:
Happy Holidays and see you soon,
prospermind.
Originally published in March 2016. #ThrowbackThursday 😉
PROSPERMIND 
Right, as soon as I read your first line, this is what came to mind (and I’ve spent the past 30 minutes trying to find a way to get it here!). Now, let me go read that poem of yours 😉
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Thank you very much for going through that much trouble to share with me what reading the first few words of my poem have triggered. I have listened to this song while walking on the streets of shanghai, enjoying the sunshine and some “fresh” air. Thank you for sharing, I really had a wonderful time. I love it. 🙂
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Then I’m very glad!
Yes, I know the Shanghai air has many qualities, but fresh may not be one of them
If you don’t know it, I highly recommend the whole Abbey road album, it’s full of little treasures, if only the very last song. I actually wanted to post it, and didn’t get around to it, but… I know I already used it somewhere on my blog. In one of my depression posts I think.
I’ll go dig it out 🙂
There are many songs that have become Beatles classics in this album and that you’ll know 🙂
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Right, having now read it… Wow! Powerful!
I hope it’s not too autobiographical. I don’t think your heart is frozen, otherwise it couldn’t find words to express such beauty.
Sending hugs from my little corner of Europe.
XO
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No, don’t worry. It isn’t autobiographical. It was just a dream that inspired these words.
Anyways, I’m always glad to accept a hug at any time. Thank you and be well my friend. Je t’embrasse. 🙂
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Glad to read this 🙂
Und ich drück dich!
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🙂
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Last stanza really brings it home with a punch
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‘BANG!’ – Many thanks my friend. Stay well. 🙂
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🙂
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it really does
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🙂
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🙂
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this one really packs a metaphorical punch, the ice queen may yet visit me.
good stuff
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Many thanks. An yes, the ice queen always picks her targets carefully…
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