the frozen charles.

the frozen charles.

A Poem by Boyd Johnson

 

it’s a winter time feeling

ived loved the winter

feeling

all my life.

 

here.

gone.

here.

gone.

 

it was so easy

it was a system.

 

I saw you.

then drove

three and one half

hours

home.

 

you saw me.

then drove.

three and one half

hours

home.

 

it’s a winter time feeling.

a comfortable grey.

snow

every time

you turn on

the day.

 

its so lukewarm

so inviting.

 

you represent

everything there is

to cling to

in the coldest

months

of the year.

 

 

what can I say.

it keeps me warm.

© 2008 Boyd Johnson


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A better rendition of "carol's by the fire". Best way to say that warm cold mix. Nicely done.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Boyd Johnson
Boyd Johnson

the great and oft forgotten north of nyc. poughkeepsie., NY



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