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Love

 

You were holding my hand,

I couldn’t help but notice how lose your grip was around my wrist,

Your hand was so soft, 

Cold even,

But I loved you, 

I felt your warmth by one breath in,

Then you let go of my hand,

and I’ve never loved since.

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cold

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forgotten are the times

our laughs filled the air 

gone are the times

we wished would never leave 

time passes

memories fade

in blistering august 

i shiver 

 

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Veins

She has everything that shes ever wanted and yet she feels like her world is coming in around her
She feels everything collapsing and everything settling through
The claustrophobia seeps through her veins and makes her muscles stiff like creepy floorboards

Her childhood hadn't hit its demise but now that shes growing older she finds her self growing darker
She finds her hair getting longer w...

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Silhouette

 

Silhouette

 

Midday's sun lifts to touch the faint horizon,

a pale discus rolling slowly along,

then gone. The lonely writer, limned in crimson

at her window desk, her ego strong,

her spirits cold as the icy scene before her,

 

shakes her head, breathes deeply, turns blind

from winter as snow begins its feathery fall;

The heater roars its warmth like an angry hin...

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coldSilencesnowsun

Decemeber Morning

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December morning awakens for another day
As the snows begin to fall down from the heavens
And you’re standing there in the cold
Catching snowflakes on your tongue.

I don’t mind the deep white snow
Because it covers up my insecurities
Hides my human frailties
And freezes away my fears.

Yet, I can’t help but feel a certain warmth when I’m around you.
A type of warmth that helps let’s go of ...

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A Dream Come True

Feelings that once were hidden
Are now expressed to you.
Days that once were stormy
Are now the brightest blue.

Times that once were lonely
Are now filled with pleasure.
All that once was mine alone
Are now things we both treasure.

Nights that once were cold
Are now comforting and warm.
Fears that once were very real
Are now gone with the storm.

A heart that once was broken
Can now fi...

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TWILIGHT DELIVERY

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The flickering light calls from

across the disused railway embankment

like a lonely beacon sending signals

into the misty grey dawn.

 

Quietly questioning a world

still wrapped in strong arms of slumber.

I consider sending an answer,

would that I understood its coded question.

 

I’m drawn into its intoxicating world by

the pulsating rhythm of its incandescent heart...

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DARK PANACEA

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A crowded room

is such a lonely place,

wear a fragile mask

upon a weary face.

 

Everybody’s here

but there’s nobody there

and there’s nothing to do

except sit and stare.

The distant sounds

of joy and laughter

drifting like echoes

in dusty rafters.

 

As you slowly subside,

sinking way down low

and you're silently wondering

how far you can go.

...

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Out There

It is dark out there,

Where did the light go?

 

I can't see a thing,

But can feel the snow.

And the temperature is dropping,

Twenty below.

 

And my sister stopped moving,

And mother is slow.

Father has gone,

To where, I don't know.

 

And it is dark out there,

And still the wind blows.

 

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Memories

I think it was a blizzard,
But I can't remember.
It was cold.
I was just seven years old.
And I ran inside. 
To hide from the storm.
Thinking maybe I could get warm.

The water felt like ice,
But the sun was nice.
It was March. 
I can still hear the dirge.
And I ran inside.
I tried not to care.
Thinking maybe you'd be there.

The warmth was gone,
But I was alone.
It was done.
We...

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coldmemories

the small american mammal lied

the coldest nights are the quietest

though the litter chatters around my feet

like the arctic teeth of an almost corpse

and the gas settles close to home

glassy in it’s  welcome

 

the trees, taut, still brittle of bone,

clench every desperate sinew

as fleshless fingers on a wintered birch

gnarl a carpal tunnel to the council’s moon

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coldgloomygroundhogwhere is springwinter

This Morning

Distant chill and early morning

Rising in the cold

The car's all frozen thawing slowly

Where’s my woolly scarf?

 

The radios drones on with a weather warning

And I’m shivering in the cold

The kettle seems to be taking ages

The toast is taking its time

Where’s the butter and marmalade?

It’ll be cold today, I’m told

 

Gloved and scarved, scraper in ...

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coldearlyfrostmorning

CCTV

 

CCTV - an alternative title is in the acrostic....
 
Coming around the damp corner he spotted her as the flickering
Orange glow from the street lamp glistened on her red plastic coat
Leaning back against it's post with one leg bent as her left foot 
Dragged back until just the points of her toes contacted the
Cold wet concrete which pulsated with the dual vibration...

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Cold

Tramp

I am the one you kick cans at as you pass me in the street.

I am the one with the dirty hair and the scruffy clothes.

I am the one you cower from and snarl at as you pass my feet.

I am the one you pretend you can’t hear or blatantly ignore as I mutter ‘Spare change please’.

 

I was like you once I had a home, a family a smile. Now I have my dog.

I fought for the country ...

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A three-part poem about having a cold

Succumb:

                Don’t tell anyone. Just regret each moment, each turn

                to the other side and breathe reluctantly through

                your mouth and wait.

                There is a heat that takes its time, almost as much

                as getting to sleep, before it stakes full claim.

                Once there, it’s like tar. Thick, non-cha...

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Sicknote

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The harking of my illness throat,

Another hole, A sunken boat,

You cannot cure the lamb from slaughter,

So keep it’s head held underwater.

The sniffing comes with such a bug,

Cut it down, the trees are blood,

You cannot clear this woodland path,

Not at all, not even half.

The guilt arrives and joins the others,

Sniffing and Harking, pain-crossed lovers,

...

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coldfluillness

Snow at Solstice

 We are snug blanketed under a layer, thick and soft

the wreck of the garden beautified by it

the rooves insulated

gate iron curlicued

thickened in outline

 a stuttering blurred underlining

snow font.

Walking and feeling the tense squeak

unfamiliar gait to ache our thighs

we are un-gendered,

muffled, pillowed

crack of face, eyes skenning

comfort o...

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