A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
Winter takes no prisoners. It kills.
Death by snow is a welcome relief.
Cut your dog to bathe your hands. Blood spills,
Red crystals forming quicker than a thief.
Death by snow is a sublime relief.
Relax beneath the quilt of flake and crust,
Red crystals forming quicker than a thief.
Maintaining your consciousness is a must.
Relax beneath the quilt of flake and crust
While bile and bones transform to bitter ice.
Maintaining your consciousness is a must.
The cold would fix your spirit in a vise.
While bile and bones transform to bitter ice,
Insensible, your hands have turned to brick.
The cold would fix your spirit in a vise.
You feel sleepy more than you feel sick.
Insensible, your hands have turned to brick.
Cut your dog to bathe your hands. Blood spills.
You feel sleepy more than you feel sick.
Winter takes no prisoners. It kills.
C. E. Chaffin, M.D., FAAFP, published The Melic Review for eight years. His new volume, Unexpected Light was released by Diminuendo Press in 2009. He also teaches an online poetry tutorial. Inquiries can be made at http://www.cechaffin.com.