Cold is freshly fallen snow
Gathering at your ankles
Like icing sugar dusted
On a freshly baked sponge cake
Cold is cleaning your teeth
And letting your brain sparkle and zing
Cold can be a jolt or a refreshing change
Cold can be touched, felt
But is not tangible
Or is it your cold fingertips on a frosty day
Or a polished silver spoon
Ready to serve up jam
Cold can be a feeling inside
When everything overwhelms you
And you feel numb
Like an icicle
Without cold we would not feel
The pleasure of the sun
Warming our faces on a spring day
Without cold blue skies
We would not see the lingering moon at dawn
Patches of stars fading as the day begins
Cold to me is bright and salient
An important way of marking time and space
Of placing myself in the world
Cold is part of life
And we can enjoy it
If we so choose
Like a mouthful of cake
It can melt like fairy dust on our tongues.
So many wonderful stanzas, Jae. This one I really liked a lot:
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The pleasure of the sun
Warming our faces on a spring day
So very true! We have such mierable cold right now that I surely will appreciate when spring comes. But yet now, as you say, we can see the lingering moon at dawn in those clear, chilly skies!
I love the snow like icing sugar, and your closing line, so much!
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful and what a lovely end! To me cold will always be a 'refreshing change'.
ReplyDeleteA fine definition of what cold is, indeed!
ReplyDeleteCold can be a feeling inside / When everything overwhelms you /
ReplyDeleteAnd you feel numb / Like an icicle - yes more than weather...that is a deadly cold.
This is delightful, Jae! I especially like your opening with the snow imagery and cake (which made my mouth water!).
ReplyDeleteSo many wonderful definitions of cold I can't choose just one. Beautiful poetry
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