in wherever works for you
January 19th, 2008
The lake;
so deep,
so still,
so cold.
Like a sheet of glass--
stretching to the other side
unbroken
motionless.
The water
seems to hold its breath
to dive
cut into
the icy lake
without a sound.
Dark
and so cold--
What dares to stir
within the choking
endless
blackness?
Looking down,
you can imagine
what it is
to drown in the cold, still water.
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awesomeness!!!!! in the last
awesomeness!!!!! in the last line, maybe you should but "still water" on a new line, to emphasize it.
"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my Ship."
-Louisa May Alcott
Wow!!!! So descriptive and
Wow!!!! So descriptive and deep. I can see that water exactly how it's described. Olivia, this poem has made me VERY JEALOUS!!!!!!!! You are WAY TOO TALENTED!!! : )
this poem is good...it makes
this poem is good...it makes me think and the weird thing to me is that to me lakes are peaceful...and this just makes them seem terrifying...but that is what you are trying to potray so this poem is realllly good!
Great! im getting cold just
Great!
im getting cold just thinking about it.
Brrr.