.tip.of.the.bergs.
(HINT: Wrote this while listening to Iron and Wine’s “Boy With a Coin” on the Shepherd’s Dog album. The song’s rhythm has such great flow so I used it as a guide. If you listen to it – or at least remember the tune – while reading, it makes it a little more melodic**)
iloveyou ~NR
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Crisp fog frothed walks like head on a pint
that bled from a tap of unfurling life.
Frozen stiff hands with icicles grown
from refrozen hearts of once melting snow.
He shuffles along, hair curling in back
peaks out from a hood, he found in their trash.
The shame on his face can’t soon be disguised
the scars run too deep from dart throwing eyes.
Longing to give and aching to taste
still halted by cold straight forward gaze.
The tip of the bergs pierce ambitious ships
From under the glass, the impact is missed.
Natalie…….I love Tip of the Bergs. It’s piercing. I followed your suggestion and listened to Boy With A Coin. Now your words and the song’s melody are running through my mind. What a gift you possess and what a heart.
I love you…….Aunt Nell
I see you soon! Yay! Hopefully you can meet Josephine, our new pup
yes, new pup! she’s from the shelter so we don’t really know what kind of dog she is, but she is wild!
update!
and i love you.