Painting Yourself Out of Winter

Painting Yourself Out of Winter

She’s painting a picture of a storm,
but dreaming of summer warmth.

I’ll add the sea, she said,
and some men mending
a rickety boat, and maybe
fish with razor-sharp teeth.

There was glittering frost, and always
more cold. I hate this weather, she said.

(c) Misky 2021

7 responses to “Painting Yourself Out of Winter”

  1. What a blast, this one!


    1. Thank you! ❤️


  2. Your hatred of all that is cold shines through this one, loud and clear!

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    1. ❤️😂👍🏻

      Liked by 1 person

  3. I really like the way the title frames this poem 🙂


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    1. Thank you! ❤️

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