Sep 20, 2012 14:32
I wrote a poem today just because I haven't gotten the chance to write much of anything in forever. It started out with me just thinking about how I don't like that it's getting colder out and don't want winter to come. It's not my best ever but I like the first stanza a lot.
Winter Weakness
The air smells like ice
Rather than sunshine
A torrential down pour of cold
Comes in from under the door at night
The cold swallows me
And I can’t seem to rise back up
The ice calls to me
And I can’t remember who I was
Back in the days of the sun
I was a rainbow of smiles
But now I am the darkness
Now, I am a weakness
The cold is an old lover
And every touch makes me sink
Back into the last ice age
Until I can’t breathe or think
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