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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Tony as I read I could almost hear that cold north wind blow. I sure hope the winter is still far away. Nicely penned.
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.
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!
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!
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.
Thanks John, yes anything to help fend off that dismal weather. Glad you enjoyed it my friend.
Beautiful rhythm and rhyme. The flow and your word usage reminded me of Dylan Thomas. Striking. Jamie