Frost Bit

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.

16 responses to “Frost Bit”

GraceoftheSun

Wonderful piece, K. Great image and song too.💕❤️💕

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1. K.Hartless
  
  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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  1. GraceoftheSun
    
    My pleasure. That’s so cool. Enjoy it!!💕❤️💕
    
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johnlmalone

great imagery; what do you call those phrases like ‘freezing warmth’? love ‘my cast of clothes’

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1. K.Hartless
  
  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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  1. johnlmalone
    
    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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Jeff Flesch

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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1. K.Hartless
  
  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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  1. Jeff Flesch
    
    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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SelmaMartin

Snow already? Too early, ¿no? But this one is lovely indeed. It’s full of warmth. Thanks for sharing. Lovely.

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you, Selma. First frost here this morning. Photo is last winter, my daughters snow angel.
  
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  1. SelmaMartin
    
    Lovely. Thanks for sharing. 👏
    
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abigfatcanofworms

Beautiful. Haunting. Great imagery and I loved your use of words.

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you. Jack Frost here this morning. He wastes no time. 😉
  
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Ingrid

Powerful stuff, K!

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Hobbo

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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