Saturday, December 12, 2009

Personal Thermodynamics

In times of cold
I miser warmth
like gold
and huddling
under shower
beneath extra blankets
clutch it close to my breast

with an extra sweater
I waken spring
wee warm front
and drifts
of softening ice
speak of plants beneath
in slumber ride the storm

till all this kit
so gathered
like coins
and stacked
is all in one day
forgotten in a front
humid air and spring breath

In times of cold
I miser warmth
like gold
and huddling
in the car
beneath heater blast
clutch summer to my breast

12-13-09
Jay

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