#finished this poem yesterday saturday december 17
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Coolth.
Earth a lifeless cement -
Dirt frozen over,
Trees bare and dead.
Wind a motionless freeze -
Air is as if claws
Cling onto our skin.
Sun a heartless deceit -
A disk blank and white,
An absence of heat.
Fire - its faint orange
tongues barely touching
our skin.
Layers of sweaters -
heavy but transparent
to coolth.
Submerged, by woods,
by deathly coolth of morning,
by thirst for warmth.
Together a freezing love -
Forget the fire and layers,
We hug.
Warmth.
(to MK, AK, DB, and Art)
#finished this poem yesterday saturday december 17#i started this poem on saturday *september* 17 and lowkey procrastinated#i was camping with my bestest friends (Art being one of them!!)#that morning we were sitting around a campfire wearing every jacket and sweater we could find#we drank tea and talked about life (and calculus lol)#at one point while the others continued talking i thought this would make for an interesting poem#i looked around seeking for imagery to include (and found enough for a whole another poem and a half)#might write those too eventually#we did hug a lot to keep each other warm#honestly was one of the best mornings of my life#long story shot#dedicating this poem to my friends#whom i love very much#and who keep me warm when the fire and sweaters can't#poetry#alasblog#alasblogpoetry#creative writing#emeraldandart#by emerald
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