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Relating to Ice Caves of the Heart

Updated on December 21, 2014

I wrote this in response to a poem that Wayne Brown wrote on his Hub, please see his original poem called Ice Caves of the Heart. I tip my hat to you Wayne.

Many a trip to the ice caves I’ve spent,

It's a lot like living in a God forsaken tent.

Nothing to warm you, only an echoing blast,

Screaming little voices all from the eerie past.

Stalactites and stalagmites, their frigid bony fingers,

which way do they point or do they just linger?

Ice caves, ice caves, my heart was once stone cold,

Your fix on me is ended now, your beauty no longer to behold.

Copyright LVanHorn2010 All Rights Reserved


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