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by Amanda Conlogue

arctic streams of air
flow through me
ripple against my skin
I've never been so cold
blue-veined hands are burned
frost bitten, and the noise
filtered from the street
leaves me in a squall of silence
blinded by flurries that melt
on my exposed face
I feel frozen with the weight
of ice bearing down on me
I am a glacier, toiling
to cross an icy tundra
no warmth in sight


Posted on 01/22/2004
Copyright © 2024 Amanda Conlogue

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charles E Minshall on 01/22/04 at 01:17 AM

It has been a bitter cold winter. Good poem Amanda...Charlie

Posted by Emily G Myers on 01/22/04 at 01:44 AM

oooo, I like it. I wish it would snow here. I love winter. :) the images here are really vivid! great work!

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