Savy Poem – Burnt Ice

As cold as cold,

as hot as hot,

shivering through and through,

her skin burns

to ice.

Frostbitten and

scorched,

she rehatches.

 

 

Copyright owned by Jay Cool

Image by Tania Van den Berghen from Pixabay

Silly Poem – Didn’t

Silly Poem – Conwy

Savvy Poem – Worthlessness

 

 

 

 

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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