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Phantasm In Below 20 Degree Thread Count

Phantasm In Below 20 Degree Thread Count

A Poem by JelliFyshKissUs

"I see shed people"


I wake 


In poltergeist skin

Shed in bed

And removed by your soul

To cover the shiver 

Of a bitter sorrow

That quivers of today as the first tomorrow

A cold 

Which holds

What was lost in the frost

As I toss in your snow

And you sleep 

In her warmth

With a flame that lingers

To chase away guilt frostbitten in fingers

A skim

Of which

Congeals on my thigh

Along with the brume

Of a fogged “goodbye”

And I quail 

At the touch

Of what has molted from the start:

An apparition of body always absent of heart

© 2011 JelliFyshKissUs

Author's Note

Just shaking off some cobwebs...

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firstly, love the picture. This is such a regal poem, if that makes any sense, I'm sure you get what i mean haha it just has a great classic and classy feel - the rhymes are just spot on and the meter and flow perfect - the words skip along - you've injected surrealism into it of course and the results are brilliant! SO glad to see you posting again, you're for sure one of my favourite writers!! hmm now some favourite lines... "As I toss in your snow
And you sleep in her warmth" and " And I quail At the touch Of what has molted from the start: An apparition of body always absent of heart" is just an incredible bow-out - loved it!

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Love the picture, it drew me in. I also love the last line. Perfect way to end the piece.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Cold is the new hot! ;-) Love the chill inverse effects. Snow cold gets hot & kills like love.

Gorgeous accompanying image & the poem stands strikingly alone as well as leaning toward song lyric.

"Embalmed in poltergeist skin" chills post-marrow uncannily.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Great piece!

Posted 7 Years Ago

an excellent purge.
the end of the first stanza really hooked me
that transition holds as much unseen power as seen, or more
this poem could have had flailing and wailing
but it holds up a mirror of poise
in the face of entropy
this poem, a true lotus

Posted 7 Years Ago

shaking off cobwebs! ha! Please dust the corners too. this is brilliant! The second stanza in particular still has me spinning!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Elegantly endowed with a skin of silk this encapsulates this silver heart

Posted 7 Years Ago

those cob webs still have widow venom, what a web your words weave which was left as cause and affect, to posse such ice once silken thread,
tying ends together
before they even
knew where to begin...amazing stuff

Posted 7 Years Ago

you dear friend are my legend... my paragon. A paragon. My feelings are packed now as I read this poem... actually, I couldn't concentrate.. I was like, Oh my The description is second to none, This line is perfect, no this line is perfection, Oh my, The scene is visionary, stimulating, musing... AS ALWAYS. Oh my, Oh my .... Well, I ended up reading it again. Sometimes Love is an anathema and goodbye is always bleak.
_And I quail
At the touch
Of what has molted from the start:
An apparition of body always absent of heart__

I finally picked my favorite lines...

Posted 7 Years Ago

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I have some of those cobwebs also Shawn. Your touch however is delicate, with a richness to the form and language. the rhythm is spot much so that it seems to take on a life of it's seems a butterfly is emerging.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Oh, Geez, Shawn... Now you've gone and left me at a loss for words.

Simply the best thing I have read in a very long time.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on December 29, 2011
Last Updated on December 30, 2011
Tags: Loneliness, Unfaithfulness, The Chill of a halfbed



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