Sorry in advance

Poets

This is a difficult poem.  If you can offer me your first impressions, it will be enough to push me toward clarity.  Thank you in advance.

No News is Good News

We have held our ground.
Ground covered in luscious greens of youth, the future’s fountain burbling recovery--
Does the ground phone at the first flake of snow?
Or cry out as the weight of ice breaks brittle blades at their core?
What about the congestion surrounding your heart
freezing you, alone in the cold?

--T.A. Sukany 23 Feb 2019

My day has been broken up.  Just getting back to the poems.  
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L 1: Toughness. (Title is tough too.)
L 2: I think of Spring and beginnings, nice memories?
L 3: Sounds like an alert is out: change in the air!
L 4:  Winter feelings, misery, for sure.
L 5: Then we get personal... the human congestion
L 6:  How we hurt ourselves (aloneness), maybe by rejecting others or wanting our own way.

Metaphorical.
3 questions. Unusual for you. Big questions too. Heavy thinking.  
I have no idea if I'm close to any of your meaning or not. Just reacting to it line by line.  : )

Todd,

I'm seeing a human relationship...
Like divorce after thirty years...
Do you have a better word for phone in that line?

There is something spiritual in these lines for me...
not sure, not clear, but I lean in that direction...

Feels like there is a gain and a loss without bitterness.

Dewell, Snowed-in

Wow, so good. I may have been swayed since I accidentally read Dewell's response first, but I saw divorce or some other close relationship. I loved the imagery.

This may be my age, but my generation don't say, "phone" as a verb. Maybe that's a good word then because maybe you want to show the speaker is older. It took me a couple of times to realize/remember phone can be used as a verb.

Again, wonderful, powerful poem!

Renee,

Thanks for the note.  I changed that to "phone home" but that is still dating it to "E.T." era.  I will see what happens.  

I appreciate all comments about the pain of relationships.  I was hoping "congestion" would lead readers to congestive heart failure.

Renee, it is WONDERFUL to see you online again

TS

Aw, thank you! I've been trying to get back into writing again. I'm starting to write a little every day. How I've missed it!

It did take me to congestive heart.  

I just didn't want to relive that.  My first husband had congestive heart failure and died from it.

He was also a recovering alcoholic, so there was much pain (emotional) from that.  Alcoholism hurt our marriage and our children more than any organic issues.  

That's where I went first with your poem.  Then, I thought, that's not where he is going. . . .  

Sorry, I didn't cough it up immediately.....  old wounds.  

And Renee, we are happy to have you in our group... any time you can manage to pop in.