On old winter nights The antique oil lamp brightened My dad’s guitar strings
By Jolyne10 months ago in Poets
Heat sparks between us. Layers of clothes on the floor. Winter is screaming.
By Tina D. Lopez10 months ago in Poets
Winter in Salem No witch ever burned alive Only women did
By Jazzy 10 months ago in Poets
Icicle fingers With the kiss of coziness Thaw soft and supple
By Mama Magdalene10 months ago in Poets
Snow falling still They built the fire for me I am on my pyre
Small heat in winter Is the challenge I accept I give just enough
Missed turn in a storm Stranger on new roads. Highlights’ Glow on street sign. Home.
A bed time huddle. Several seconds of fire. Winter exhales slow.
On the frigid nights Our feet wrapped in twisted sheets Your love heats my heart
After-hours pulse. A private spark lights the dark. Winter blues can't stay.
Tundra bites through gloves. Friend in igloo lights a match. Close; it stings. I sigh.
By Elliott Robertson10 months ago in Poets
Burning with passion, heat rewrites my inner map. Cold forgets its place.
