Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice is also great
And would suffice.~ Robert Frost
I love poetry. I can find a poem that whispers (or screams) into my heart and soul… that flows through my veins. This poem certainly is one that does so. In the past, I allowed these words to resonate with the anger and hate I harbored for something not worth mentioning. Healing has taken place, and I have worked hard to release the negativity. That being said, this poem no longer feeds that monster… instead, I see it for the beauty of the words, the intense reaction it can evoke in others, and allow it to motivate me to write in ways that help the reader “feel” the words they are reading. Besides, it is a Robert Frost poem… poetic genius.
©thebipolarmuse2018
