by Ya----Na   Dec 13, 2018

There is something about you
that I begin to slip away
from pathway of my life
when you are around.

That even from the freezing waters of love,
you came out alive,
and I don't know how to breathe
in this harsh atmosphere of frigid desires.

While you got a good grip on
the snowflakes of change waiting for you,
I am still living under the frost of our dreams.

Is this the reason,
I am writing a poem about you
like an idiot once again,
or maybe I just needed you to be with me
on weekends?

Will you accept the company of this unknown,
and help an artist to define the colors
you are wearing on your smile?

And I promise,
I will burn logs of unsent letters
in the fire of winter
just to make you feel comfortable.


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  • 6 months ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    Judge's Comment:

    Among the beauty of the poem, “Heavy Logs”, is the perfect timing for the North American winter. It perfectly coincides with the cold! That aside, the poem itself is truly magnificent, blending the abstract feelings of unrequited love with the concrete sensations of winter and cold. The last verse is a true gem that nicely ties the entire piece together in all its wintry beauty.


  • 7 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Congratulations on the win. Its a lovely poem as usual you bring so much to the page. Another beautiful piece. Milly x

  • 7 months ago

    by Ya----Na

    Thanks Jamie, Miss Dagmar and to all of you for giving so much love.

  • 7 months ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Congrats on the win

  • 7 months ago

    by Jamie

    Congrats on the win

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