On the last Wednesday of each month, I’ll share a poem I’ve written. Some of them are sad, some of them are happy. Either way, I hope you enjoy this little piece of my heart.
ICEBERG: A SELF-PORTRAIT - a poem by Mia Sutton
The epitome of the unknown... and unknowable
True potential yet to be revealed
Perhaps remaining a mystery for eternity
So cold and formidable to all encountered
But truly just lost and drifting
Am I in your way?
Why do you run?
Frigid, frightened, fragmented
That cannot be me
Princess Catastrophe
Floating light above the surface
Black depths calling from below
The sun?
Let that dream go
There's only you and me and the cold inside
A thin line between destruction and redemption
If you enjoyed this poem, it came from my poetry collection, In the Depths. You can order it here, if you’re interested. Your support would mean a lot to me and my family. xo
What a gorgeous poem, Mia! 🩵