Warm Drink ~~ a Friday Poem
Too much ice cried she
You know it dilutes my drink
Drink faster my dear
Yikes! Going too fast
Speed limit here's sixty-five
Can't sense in the snow
We're going to crash
Just a nick on our bumper
My ice has melted
We're done with our fling
You, on or off, fast or slow
There's no warm between
Then goodbye my friend
Melted ice poisoned our souls
We've had a nice ride
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Photo and Poem Copyright © 2016 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
Today I'm linked with Fireblossom, a.k.a. Shay, at The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, "Fireblossom Friday: Shades of Gray."
Labels: Love Poem, Personal-Challenge-2016, Poem, Senryū
posted by Jim @ 5/27/2016 01:52:00 AM
4 comments
4 Comments:
Ice never lasts, does it?
It does melt... but was it from warmth or not?
Ha! Oh well. Nice while it lasted! Good thing the ice didn't crack! Ha. Take care, Jim. And thanks for smile. k.
The small disagreements weighing on a relationship day after day will add up eventually, leading to a crash like the one described in the poem if left unaddressed.
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