On this winter’s night

Tuft by tuft
Pulled by the cold night air
Like feathers, heat leaves our bedroom
On this winter’s night

Reaching down
A second blanket is found
Pulled up around the neck
Warmth enfolds, sleep returns

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maskednative Says:
January 21, 2017 at 11:21 am | Reply
A gentle image of night cold Tom.
Heat leaving tuft by tuft, lovely expression.
- Tom Says:
  January 21, 2017 at 11:36 am | Reply
  Thank you, Teri. I don’t play with notions around heat, light, and sound often enough, although they enter my thoughts frequently.
maskednative Says:
January 21, 2017 at 11:41 am | Reply
Yes Tom, it is hard to find the right expression for thoughts that wander into our minds, just as it is difficult to give verbal shape to a feeling, but so rewarding when you manage it. Your night cold leaving like feathers, tuft by tuft, was lovely.

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