Fever

He has cold hands,
he used to warm me.
But now I contain 
my own warmth:
more like a fever.

Reviews

[Wolf_Lord]

Again, short but sweet. Good message. You say so much with so few words. I think I am jealous. Wolf_Lord ,'', ^@@^ ,'',

[Terrence Chang]

Short yet vivid. It was good to read this.

[Sami Khalil]

An excellent brevity. Like it much...:)...............

[Ruth]

Once touched and connected, the fever seems to grow into something unrecognisable...powerful and concise :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest thoughts left the reader to direct ending. When warm touch turn cold. Self heat is needed. Thank you Veronica for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Veronica Staehle]

Thank you for stopping by and reading!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Veronica.

[highonwords]

concise, sharp, and with an independence that sears like a fever

steph

[Veronica Staehle]

Independence that sears like a fever- much appreciated description! Thank you for your kind words and stopping by.

[highonwords]

you're welcome, my friend

steph

[Unknown Poet]

I lived it...
Short and perfect writing...

[Veronica Staehle]

Your feedback is short and perfect. Thank you.

[Unknown Poet]

You're welcome

[The Twin Arenas]

Great one. If there is an English word with more multi-purpose usages than fever, I've yet to hear it.

[Veronica Staehle]

I love multi-purpose words, there is so much room for play.

[Bare trees]

Elements slowly create a distance that's hard to cope with. Its a mark of slow decay within what once was so comfortable and desirous.

[Veronica Staehle]

So true. Thanks for your thoughts, smile.