Poem By Suzanna C. de Baca
Ice on the branch glistening like crystal glowing in the sun so lovely that the vision constricts my heart the branch will shatter soon dead from the sudden shock dead from the intensity from too much radiance Ice on the snow hoar frost a fairy tale scene of white crystallized vapor clings to the drifts catching the light like a prism like new love magical and untouched gone so soon You said you needed time I was a petal crushed scent emitting blossoms ripped how fragile I was I don’t recognize myself now but at the time I could not rip you out of my skin could not tear you from my blood you were inside me like a killing frost like a vole carving a dark tunnel like fruit rotting like ice on the branch
Suzanna C. de Baca is a native Iowan, proud Latina, publisher, author, and artist who is passionate about exploring change, transformation, and life in the Heartland. She is an inaugural member of the Iowa Writers Collaborative, where she publishes poetry and personal essays. She lives in the small rural town of Huxley, Iowa, population 4244.
2 thoughts on “Ice on the Branch”
Powerful and expressed in such a condensed way. I just finished an excellent Icelandic murder mystery (Jonasson). In addition to the normal murder/police investigation side, it is a novel of love and loss, as I was touched when reading your poetry. Except the murder mystery took 400 pages to express.
I do love a murder mystery but will try to keep my poetry under 400 pages. Thanks for commenting!