Cold Comes the Night

Cold Comes the Night

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers

Cold Comes the Night

 

i remember when

my vertebrae responded to

the accordion of your fingertips

like a piano in the dark

awaiting a tempo

 

memories of you

ebb and wane

like colors in an autumn  sky

streaking across fields

of summers long forgotten

 

i sleep alone now

the moon is a voyeur

no breath upon my  skin

 

cold comes the night.






 

© 2021 Kelly Scheppers


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I really like this; it is sad that the most beautiful part of the day is right before it’s extinguished… how you can sense the end approaching, clinging on for dear life to the thread of infinity that binds two people together right up until it’s all ripped away, and all that’s left is the cold moon.

Check out “The Cold Earth Slept Below,” by Shelley. It’s beautiful

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Months Ago

Speaking of beautiful...that's some review! Thank you most kindly. I will look the poem up and let.. read more
Such a sad poem yet beautifully written. (i sleep alone now the moon is a voyeur no breath upon my skin cold comes the night.) ~Sharon









Posted 7 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

7 Months Ago

I seem to gravitate to situations that are relatable to most people. That's my forte, I think. I a.. read more
The title is a poem to its own. I really enjoyed this one. Powerful images filled with sorrow.

Posted 12 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

12 Months Ago

I was feeling the loss of a lost love, whom I just learned had died...some four years ago! I can't .. read more
Lost-love is the coldest woe of all !
They say suffering enhances art; I say take away the suffering,
and screw my art!
Love/Hate your message, love your Rhythmic Flow, it pulled me in again, see I'm right below :) ...Bravo!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Year Ago

I think "love lost" and "unrequited love" make up the majority of my poetry. It certainly has becom.. read more
Dylan Macadham

1 Year Ago

... then proudly take meaning, Kelly, from the hundreds who've been reading :)
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Gee
The bed can be an awfully lonely place when we sleep alone with memories :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Year Ago

Yes, indeed. And the night always intensifies the need. Thank you most kindly, Gordon.
Dearest Kelly...I always adored the soft, serene quality of your poetry :) Always wonderful to read your writing...so very achingly beautiful and tenderly poised, creates such strong visuals and the moon is almost vocal too in this piece :) Stay well my friend...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Year Ago

How wonderful for me that my poetry leaves such an impression. I shall treasure that, always! Than.. read more
Well worth a second read Kelly. That first stanza gives me goosebumps, it is so good. Love's thermometer. Hitting the high heat and then comes the cold when it leaves. Hope all is well with you.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Year Ago

You know, with reading this again myself, I think perhaps that first verse could stand well on its o.. read more
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I think you are right Kelly. It works well as a stand alone.
Cold Comes the Night
a perfect title for this
brief piece..showing
the depth of a love
that once was but is no
more..nicely done..

Posted 1 Year Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Year Ago

Thank you, Fran. Good to see you on my page!
  Fran Marie

1 Year Ago

glad to visit and see you back

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Kelly Scheppers
Kelly Scheppers

San Diego, CA



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