" LIKE ICE ", a poem as I grieve

Question

The words hung like icicles.

Cold, pointed, poised,

dripping ice and cold

in that frozen

worthless sun shine.

drip

drop

my soul, my thought

drip

drop

into that one time

frozen and quiet

for once-

don't move me,

don't come near-

Let me melt

away

Answer 1

I really appreciate your more minimalist take. Thank you.

I love your line break on frozen

I also like the idea of frozen worthless sun.

Answer 2

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You can write.

Answer 3

I like that poem!

awh don't grieve!!

Answer 4

At the risk of giving offense where none at all is intended.  Here is what makes sense to me.  The visual balance is enhanced with this slight change.

I could see this printed with a background of misty winter trees.

Cold, pointed, poised,

dripping ice and cold

that frozen

worthless sun.

drip

drop

my soul, my thought

drip

drop

into time frozen, quiet

drip

drop

for once,

don't move me,

don't come near,

let me melt

away.