My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #6 – Shimmer
The ice queen stared at her frozen looking-glass heart
shimmering
glimmering
its patina of ice
scintillating
in brittle fragility
waiting for the crack of an unfaithful fist
the slow-motion shimmy and shatter of smithereens
a flurry of pulverised promises
each fragment
reflecting
his face
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
Photo: Victoria Slotto
writing in north norfolk 
Ah, excellent image.
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You capture the fragility of the human heart…frozen and sadly broken.
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😊
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There are just so many fantastic sounds in here, Kim. Really wonderful use of language.
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Thank you 😊
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Sad for the broken heart ~ This part I like specially: a flurry of pulverised promises ~
Thanks for joining us Kim ~
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I love taking part in these prompts and challenges. The problem is I have to take a break to continue revising my novel and then in May for my daughter’s wedding.
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No doubt. underlying those ice queens, we will discover stories of pain. So glad you joined us. Enjoy your break–the wedding and the novel. It is such an accomplishment to write “The End.” But then there is editing. And editing. And….Lots of luck Kim and let us know how it goes. If you need a break perhaps you will stop by for a prompt now and again.
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Thanks, Victoria. I will continue to drop by, possibly use the prompts as a warm up and will post when I can. I really enjoy the dVerse community and the way everyone appreciates and supports each other.
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The contrast between the ice queen and those fist that hardened her like an anvil… we need to understand what’s beneath such shells… what excellent images..
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Thank you, Bjorn 😊
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The ice queen – wonder how many are standing in the midst of those shards of pulverized promises. You did so much with these 44 words – quite a story!
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Damn, this is really good.
“waiting for the crack of an unfaithful fist” … This says it all. Always be expecting it; it lessens the impact of the blow.
Wow. This kind of guts me, like you just dissected me. Well done.
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I’m so pleased it had that effect on you. 😈
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Chilling.
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The use of short lines worked perfectly for this poem. Each line was like a fragment (as you spoke of in your third to last line)
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Wonderful use of the word sounds to make it sound icy.
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