Imagine the eternal embrace
of a dance of ice and flame;
The contradicting claim of
an inferno frozen in place.
Fractals of frigid fire;
A paradoxical pyre
waltzing in defiance
of all the laws of the universe.
Heat absent of heat;
energy lacking energy;
matter-less matter;
orderly entropy.
1, 2, 3..
1, 2, 3…
Never meant to meet,
these polar opposites
dance in time to
the melody of anarchy,
set to the beat of absolute zero.
This poem is an alternative spin on Frozen Inferno, the first poem I ever uploaded on this website, four years ago. I wanted to challenge myself by revisiting an old prompt, and I’m pretty happy with this result. If you’re interested in comparing the two, you can find the original here:
Tyler DeWriter 