From 2011 or '12.

Winter Rhyme

I like to party in the blistering snow
When temperatures are roughly ten below
And eaves are fanged with drastic icicles
And streets are free of summer's bicycles
And lips exhale an icy dragon-smoke
And words freeze hard as soon as they get spoke
And flowers are crisped to flakes by searing chill
And arctic draughts creep past the windowsill


I like to party beneath glacial lights
That dot the cold black sky these winter nights
As darkest air is blurred with magic stars
That frolic to the tune of blind guitars
And slam-dance in a polar vertigo
I like to party in the blistering snow

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-12-21 at 06:57

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Me too. Wonderful poem.