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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Monday, February 6, 2012

The Girl Who Loves Winter

photo by Richard Schear




The girl who loves Winter
sleeps with her windows open
She believes 
 the icicles hanging from the panes
keep her as safe as iron bars
The dregs of her chamomile tea
have been known to freeze during the night
This amuses the girl who loves Winter
and in the morning she licks clean the teacup
like a popsicle
The girl who loves Winter
 wears hoarfrost
whiter than baby's breath
in her black hair
She keeps a snowball in her freezer
for those times when
she feels sad and
needs something to hold against her heart

The girl who loves Winter
once had a lover
but his heat
melted the ice 
that was her home
his passion
the substance of 
her very self
The girl who loves Winter
found herself disappearing into
limpid puddles on the ground
so she had to send him away
but on her nightstand
next to a vase of dried flowers
The girl who loves Winter
keeps a jar
where she can see
his warm breath.


photo by MyWonderlandAsylum


16 comments:

Hey Monkey Butt said...

OoOoOo I love this, it did chill my bones a little though. Not too happy about that, but worth it I guess! :) happy monday !!

nene said...

Hola mi romantica! This is beginning to uncover the youthful romantic in you. I'm not 'ranting'
just curious about this subtle transitioning I'm seeing in your writing.

Curious Jorge, :)

Fireblossom said...

Oh! I never saw the ending coming. That's inspired. I really like the whole thing. Your roll just continues with this. The tea, the icicles, so atmospheric!

Um...I don't suppose I should mention that I sleep with the thermostat set at 52 degrees?

Mary said...

This is truly stunning, Lolamouse. The last four lines say so much!

Bouncin Barb said...

Beautiful. Love the ending.

Brian Miller said...

nice...love the jar of his breath on the bedside table...very cool...also the icicles keeping safe...i like this much ma'am

Helen said...

Enjoyed your wintry poem .. don't enjoy the harshness of winter.

Mynx said...

Very beautiful. Love this muchly

Fireblossom said...

I came back to see this again. "Dreams Of Heaven And Earth" is just in a class all by itself, and then this one and "Marked" also blew my doors off. For a mouse, you write awfully good poetry!

twinkly sparkles said...

Very nice. I like it!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Just so cool! You have created a whole snow-globe world here and placed an intriguing character inside it. So many things I like about the piece, particularly the frozen popsicle tea, the hoar frost hair ornaments and the lover's breath kept in a jar on the night stand.

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Ahhhh....this SO appeals to my Bedlamite nature...........

I love this girl.

:)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

What a marvellous poem-story. Love the chamomile popsicle.......cool write! No pun intended. Hee hee.

Lolamouse said...

Thank you lovely people for all the kind words!

Jingle Poetry At The Gooseberry Garden said...

heartfelt story, sad and beautiful. smiles.


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Margaret said...

...intriguing! I didn't see that end coming but it is perfect! Wow, lolamouse!