Tom Ice's Poems

[Tom Ice]

More to come later, but here's one.


They say the sky reflects the sea
Or the sea reflects the sky
Or the woman reflects man and
In the end we reflect
Just how many times we’ve been dirtied through
So sky, Mistress Sky
Mademoiselle Ciel,
Let this be for you,

One day upon the sand I rested, wary
Of days to come and the forgone canary
Of mines collapsed and loss of sky
Misstress, I was terrified you’d lied

That the blue skies again at dawn
Had never meant to be redrawn
Retracted from a darker time,
Sea-salt flavor and ice like lime
I pondered on the sand and waited,
For the thing that couldn’t come,
For a hunger left unsated.

Carpe diem, seize the day
Momento mori, there’s no real point
Mistress Sky, for you I pray
Mademoiselle Ciel, a pocket full of coins
Will carry me to you
As the sky goes Prussian blue
It’s difficult to want
For anything more pure
Then to receive not one more taunt
And for loneliness’ only cure

Carpe diem, take what’s yours
Momento mori, we all die
Mistress Sky, like this sea’s distant shores
Mademoiselle Ciel, we know the sun won’t rise
So take me into your deep blue eyes
Take me away from the darkened skies
Give me something I can hold
Don’t leave me feeling quite this cold
Don’t leave me singing nothing gold
Nothing, nothing, nothing gold
Can stay here to make me sway
Mistress Sky, take me away
To a land where the prophets predict the rise
And fall of the chest of the sky

Mistress Sky, you took me away
To the land where the prophets predict the rise
And fall of the chest of the sky
Where softly whispering, your breath sighs
And your life to me is not a lie

So finally, the sun did come
To the sound of your heartbeat’s soft thrum
So by chance I met the goddess of sky
And by chance I helped the sky to dye
Bright blue like my mistress’ eyes
Up and down like breath soft sighs

Carpe diem, I’ve seized the day
Momento mori, no one dies
Mistress Sky, I’ll serve your way
Mademoiselle Ciel, it’s only you who flies

Touch my hand once more,
Nil sine numine,
Help me again and teach me to soar,
Nothing without this mistress of mine

I’ll serve my best, and only in kind
To my mistress who’s so inclined

They say the sky reflects the sea
Or the sea reflects the sky
Or the woman reflects man and
In the end we reflect
Just how many times we’ve been dirtied through
So sky, Mistress Sky
Mademoiselle Ciel,
Remember, try to shine through the sky
And never, never, reflect
Be yourself, please don’t lie
You are absolutely perfect

[Tom Ice]

There are times
When all you can do is cry,
Or try to push back the tears
With a smile
that never held light
There are times
When you believe with all your heart
that running away can actually stop
the flow of tears down your cheeks
There are times
When you wish
for something
so hard that it tears you apart
There are times
When you just have
to burn each and every memory
in the form of pictures falling into you
There are times
when the rain
just won’t stop coming down and
the sun just won’t come up
There are times
When the fire
won’t stay lit
and when it finally catches
it decides to burn
deep into your skin
And there are times
when you just can’t hide
The rows and rows of scars
that run in patterns up your arms






And now is the time
that I am crying,
pushing back the tears
trying to escape into the wind
as I am running
screaming for the heart I lost
five hundred million years ago
throwing each photo album on the fire
watching the flames engulf
all of my memories of each
and every one of my
Crystalline Tears
And now is the time
that I am crying,
and the rain keeps
falling and the sun
Before it, fell so long ago
and it still won’t rise
And the fire
burns deep into my skin
and I know I’m
slowly sinking
And soon I will be drowning
and there will be no time
No time to cry
No time left
No time left to fall
No time at all
No time

-faildepressionpoemftw