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I am Very Cold

The cold that once chilled my bones
Is a dull ache to me now.
And my parents denied me phones!
I wish I had Cole Matthew's little at.oow.

A young man pulls a prank,
About fifty times.
"We were attacked by a tank!
Trust me, it's no lie."

My arm has a dull purple tint;
I can't really feel it anymore.
If I could get my hands on flint,
Holding in shivers would be not a chore.

Five o'clock,
Says the electronic pad.
Once in a while I rock,
That's not too bad.

"Study the vehicles' way, shape, and form"
Says my tiny inner voice.
"Anything to keep your thoughts warm"
I have not another choice.

To be warm is to be safe,
To be safe is to be warm.
At least snow doesn't chafe
Against me in a dreaded winter storm.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/7/2016 6:59:00 PM
Enjoyed reading your verse, Elsie, thank you for reading my "Angels" poem. I have learned that if I don't know what type of form it is you are always safe using Free Verse --Definition of: Free Verse A term describing various styles of poetry that are not written using strict meter or rhyme, but that still are recognizable as 'poetry' by virtue of complex patterns of one sort or another that readers can perceive to be part of a coherent whole.
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Elsie Berg
Date: 5/30/2016 8:36:00 AM
Thanks, Eve! :)