Crystalline Tear

we meet between the fjords

when air feels like ice and snow falls

covering everything with silence—

winter’s dignified lack of lament—

as a solitary fire welcomes us, and dawn

in the here and now I slowly disrobe

you briskly peel off your clothes

flames are coursing through our veins after all

shivering skin tinted with bluish hues swiftly turns pink

bodies wrapped up in smoke of their own making

vanquishing the cold, showing up the North

we burn surrounded by ghosts armed with swords

our distant kin—fierce tribes of Vikings

honouring our passion with cheers and raised shields

they know

I caught the howling wind with my fingers

and bottled it for a few decadent hours

don’t you see?

I’d do almost anything to taste a crystalline tear

rolling off your perfectly formed cheekbone


119 thoughts on “Crystalline Tear

    1. Wow, what a lovely comment. I hardly dare say this was just a fantasy written at the back of a cab haha But, I AM happy so it’s all good and thanks so much for your sweet words (which I particularly appreciate since I envision you with a pretty much constant sarcastic voice)

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      1. ‘Tis true that I am awash in irony, and pity, and sarcasm, and all thoughts cynical. Yet even my sour and sordid soul is attuned enough to detect happiness, and it’s twin, contentment. And thus I am happy for my friend, Purpeanais/Arwenaragornstar. All the best to you on your new-found happiness and joy.

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      2. Aw, thanks my “sour and sordid souled” friend. My own cynical self revels in your words. Have a great day full of wit, irony and sarcasm 😉


  1. Read this last night, couldn’t keep up with comments and texting. So I’ll just repeat what I thought then… this is amazing! It’s pretty cool when something like this just pours out in a few magical minutes. I think if Vic is all about the heat and you’re all about the cold, I’m right in the temperate middle! Lol! (Libra = balance)

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      1. I know exactly why you’re never going to get done! 😏😂😂
        You might finish. But you’ll never be done writing. 😈😘

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  2. The Norse blood in you Manon flows strong! This speaks to that legacy so well. I loved these lines; vanquishing the cold, showing up the North

    we burn surrounded by ghosts armed with swords

    our distant kin—fierce tribes of Vikings

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    1. This was a drunken write up about a fantasy inspired by a certain Danish actor. I can’t thank you enough for Hannibal—my life was incomplete without it. I don’t care if it sounds pathetic and sad and crazy, it’s a fact. Genuinely the best thing I’ve ever seen on TV.

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  3. Isolation, history….HEAT, the perfect combination, it’s like one of those fire triangles they teach you afor fire awareness training. The snow has never seemed so inviting, although these two are probably more to blame for the polar ice caps melting than global warming, the way you write it.

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