Cold heart

Cold heart

A Poem by Budd Black

The heat is out
A chill fills the air
I just want to shout
But instead say, "I don't care!"
I live with the cold
But remember and relish the heat
In the frost I grow old
Too scared to leave my seat
The warmth is distant
I don't know it anymore
The cold is constant
In this unending war
I surrender

© 2008 Budd Black

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This is brilliantly short considering it contains such a progression... or regression depending on the way you look at it. Beautifully done.

Posted 14 Years Ago

I love how you never know if the speakers means actual physical cold [and those of us who live in it know it's b***h-worthy] or emotional cold- it could be both, and that's awesome. I also enjoyed the abruptness of the ending- curt, and chilling, just like cold. Great job, keep it up!

Posted 15 Years Ago

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Added on February 5, 2008


Budd Black
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