Cold — A Poem to Read in August

Breath hard and heavy,
stumbling still sleepy,
along old overgrown road,
cutting through dark woods,
tripping over logs long rotten,
toward a night hidden stand
lashed in marraige to old oak.
The November morning grey
seeps into pre-dawn gloom
while sitting in the soft
slow sway of my metal perch
as shadow like trees stand
against sharp freezing air
Frost tugs at tips of toes
damp in booted thick socks
nape of neck breeze tickled
down the back chilling deep
to spite my thermal shirt
Fingers pulled into palms
tips tight tucked away
against early winter’s
urgent and constant cold.


I thought I should add the C is for… to the blog title as that is how I am seeing the others doing it for the A to Z Challenge.  I normal don’t struggle much to write shorter poems, but this one I struggled with (for some reason).  I am finding it difficult to write a poem based on a letter each day, so I am guessing this excerize is truly good for me.

Thanks for reading,



6 thoughts on “Cold — A Poem to Read in August

  1. Cold stuff. 😉 I love the sense of things going wrong with every step, but you still keep going, because you need to be somewhere and this is no place to stay!

  2. Nicely done. I liked reading the shortish poem. 🙂

    Yeah, the “C is for” thing some of us have done for a few years now. It’s not a have to thing but it always helped me remember that the posts are for this challenge and gives the month posts a little uniformity. But I also last year did this challenge on 2 blogs at the same time. Craziness there. Now to await D.

    A to Z commenter
    Reading at Dawn blog

    1. Thanks for comment — I am going to keep the “C is for…” a badge of sort showing I am participating…sounds a little corny — like a kids book, but oh well.

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