The Cold

The Cold … winter’s affray

The Cold
The Cold…winter’s affray

 

She is the mistress…

Wind swell, blustered skies,
streaking cloud on high, sighing,
like cross-hatched ply:
elongated white on vast winter blue;
as breath in mists, amass,
each one a sharp rasping chill,
and sun so weak, a hold so tenuous
in winter’s bleak daily drill.

Hands dry and numb,
no fire seems to quash this glum parade,
this harsh searing icy cold,
layered clothes appease not this affray,
as lungs shrink, eyes blink,
and tears dried up, for frozen fear,
as day slowly edges still,
winter freezes time for no-one pays the bill.

Fire glow, relenting warmth,
hands outstretched but not too close,
and aching bones and muscles taut,
while mind and body huddled up,
fought and lost the battle,
as winter exacts her splendid best,
and we on knees to beg her ease, attest,
she is the mistress.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

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Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

7 thoughts on “The Cold

  • August 1, 2016 at 10:03 PM
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    Tony as I read I could almost hear that cold north wind blow. I sure hope the winter is still far away. Nicely penned.

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  • August 1, 2016 at 10:09 PM
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    Not for us here is Aussieland, unfortunately. It’s bloody freezing here today, watching the mist from my breath as I type. Glad you enjoyed the wordage though, thanks Rasma.

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  • August 1, 2016 at 10:10 PM
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    Oh my gosh! Such a cold mistress she is. Drink some warming teas. And wear a cap – body heat escapes through the top of the head. Hold on, Tony, spring will come. Great verse!

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  • August 1, 2016 at 10:13 PM
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    I can’t wait Phyllis, its really cold today and I’ve resorted to hot Thai soup and toast. lol More sun would be nice. agh!

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  • August 2, 2016 at 2:15 AM
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    I did feel cold reading this Tony. It has been a little chilly and sprinkling rain here today as well. Hot Thai soup and toast sounds perfect.

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  • August 2, 2016 at 3:09 AM
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    Thanks John, yes anything to help fend off that dismal weather. Glad you enjoyed it my friend.

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  • September 17, 2016 at 4:57 PM
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    Beautiful rhythm and rhyme. The flow and your word usage reminded me of Dylan Thomas. Striking. Jamie

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