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December Nights
by Kevin Fehlenthese cold december nights seep a chill so deep
the asphalt jungle slick with shiny ice
it's hard to stay upon one's feet when the
convulsive spasms of a frozen mind
and the glass like ground beneath your feet
work so hard to pull you to their level
the drifts of snow bury you in thoughts
so white and pure, but they float away
on frozen breath, and disappear into
translucent vapor causing you to wonder
what happened to your fingers and toes.
the sun plays games, causing you to thaw
a little inside and then flash freezing you in time.
'tis cruel, this man winter. 11/29/2011 Author's Note: Originally written December 2010.
Posted on 11/29/2011
Copyright © 2025 Kevin Fehlen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/29/11 at 06:40 PM Great descriptives! Wait until you're actually in the winter of your life, and read this from a "Life's Winter" perspective...heh. |
| Posted by Lori Blair on 11/29/11 at 10:09 PM They say here in Michigan a storm is coming tonight but even that doesn't make me shiver as much as this write does..oh where is my blanket? :) |
| Posted by Jody Pratt on 11/29/11 at 10:47 PM I really like this one. Especially the portion on thoughts. Clever write. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/30/11 at 05:33 PM Good for any December, I'd say. |
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