Smooth move,
of my hand
dropped a cold
solid, piece of
water into
my grandchild's
hot chocolate
******
Heat of the sweet
consumes the solid
swirls of water
flow from
the waning cube
dancing together
between hot and cold
in a tangled flurried twirl
*******
the plunge of
a spoon
a gentle twirl
sends the eternal
dance of hot and cold
mingling molecules
of the sweetened
coco and the
rigid clear cube
******
my eyes watch
as the hot
sloths away
the rigid water
to greet it
consumes it
to cool its
overly tempered
state inside
the Christmas mug
******
Less than a minute
the dance
between
the hot and cold
tangle together
in a whirlwind
dance
*******
A sliver
of solid
surrenders
its rigid ways
to become
a part of
the whole
sweetness
of chocolate
******
Grandma's finger
swirls the smooth
brown sweet treat
to see
if it's ready
to become
her grandbabies
cold weather treat.
About the Creator
Sheila L. Chingwa
Welcome to my world.
Welcome to my thoughts.
I am proud to be a Native American Elder born and raised in Northern Michigan. Thanks to my hard work I have a B.A. in Education and a Masters in Administration and Supervision in Education.
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Comments (2)
Omgggg! I'm soooo amazed at how creative and clever this is! I loved the dance between the hot and the cold!
Beautiful story. I love your poem 💗