It started when we touched,
a twitching, aching burn.
The freezing warmth
of our final embrace.
I traced your image
on my lawn,
my snow angel.
Then, removed my cast
of clothes
to lie starkly
in your image.
Thrusting my bare,
bruised arms
into the hot numbness
of your empty wings.
I beat them one last time
before rolling over
the white memory.
That Christmas,
my snowman melted,
leaving only a ring:
a very green promise
because December
is a long way from spring.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
Wonderful piece, K. Great image and song too.💕❤️💕
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Thank you. We had our first frost here today. Bought our first Christmas presents. Seemed the right time for this one to be posted.
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My pleasure. That’s so cool. Enjoy it!!💕❤️💕
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great imagery; what do you call those phrases like ‘freezing warmth’? love ‘my cast of clothes’
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oxymoron for the opposites, no? Cast of clothes-like a double entendre? Not sure. Just enjoy playing with words too much, I think.
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oxymoron, that’s it! I’m writing a poem like that now: just playing with words: it’s fun, but don’t let it outrun meaning 🙂
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Wow, K., I agree with Grace. A stunning piece. I love the imagery and feeling of removing my cast of clothes…beautiful poem.
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Thank you kindly, Jeff. Wintertime is definitely brutal. But, I look forward to the quiet evenings to find more time to write.
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You’re most welcome, K. While the weather here is simply full of lots and lots of rain, I do enjoy the quietness…is nice for writing.
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Snow already? Too early, ¿no? But this one is lovely indeed. It’s full of warmth. Thanks for sharing. Lovely.
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Thank you, Selma. First frost here this morning. Photo is last winter, my daughters snow angel.
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Lovely. Thanks for sharing. 👏
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Beautiful. Haunting. Great imagery and I loved your use of words.
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Thank you. Jack Frost here this morning. He wastes no time. 😉
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Powerful stuff, K!
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I love this piece. At first, I read the second line as ‘a twitching, aching bum!’ Time for some more coffee I think! 😂
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