I relish the warmth inside my jacket.
An icy wind cautions, “Must you
tread the same path?”
I keep humming a sixties tune, ignore
the slush on pavement stones…
her arms beckon.
An old route
This had a good feel feeling to it for me. I was unsure about "Must you tread the same path?" This seemed to me to have a different image to the rest of the poem (maybe I didn't understand it well enough??) I really liked the last line and the way it was formed - it was rather unexpected.
I am not especially sure how the title relates to the poem, however the poem itself aptly painted a beautiful picture in my mind - I particularly loved the thought of an icy wind cautioning! I cannot think of any improvements that can be made, to me it is already perfect
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Thanks for your replies, Karalma and Alucinary.
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Hi! Happy new year to you, too!
The first line reminds me of my oldest sister, she would remind me that the cold air was really only on myr face and exposed skin.. and that shivering didn't help, she would tell me to just relax and enjoy the warmth inside my jacket. Your poem took me back in time, thanks for that.
I also loved the end and the approaching hug. Very warm image.
A hug for you,
Suzanne
The first line reminds me of my oldest sister, she would remind me that the cold air was really only on myr face and exposed skin.. and that shivering didn't help, she would tell me to just relax and enjoy the warmth inside my jacket. Your poem took me back in time, thanks for that.
I also loved the end and the approaching hug. Very warm image.
A hug for you,
Suzanne
Good poem Aru,
It has become a bit of a cliché, saying how well you pack so much into your small poems.
Great images, and good use of termperature contrast, without overstating.
thanks for the read
Danté
It has become a bit of a cliché, saying how well you pack so much into your small poems.
Great images, and good use of termperature contrast, without overstating.
thanks for the read
Danté
to anticipate touching what is unseen seems far more interesting than seeing what the hand can not touch
Thanks Suzanne, Mesmie, Tim. Happy New Year to you all.
Cheers.
Cheers.