“Hot And Cold Do Not Always Equal Tepid”

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Hot And Cold Do Not Always Equal Tepid

She felt as cold as unsparked coal
but heat turned up consumed him whole.

The nights so long, the sheets so blank,
he kicked them off his heated shank–
his metabolism so very high
he could barely stand a cover nigh;

while shivered she in downy bed
despite the fire inside her head
that smoldered behind her mental blocks
(requiring her to wear thick socks).

And then they met; their “fingers” touched–
I won’t detail this overmuch.
Suffice to say, they realized soon
that every sun can use a moon.

Said he to her, open up that door,
I’m the furnace you’ve been looking for.

Said she to him (and nearly weeping),
I’m that cool balm that you’ve been seeking.

So, they clove to, held each to each,
making warmth whene’er in reach;
and if not exactly regulated
felt both, at least, well conjugated.

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40 Comments on ““Hot And Cold Do Not Always Equal Tepid””

  1. bcwriter29 Says:

    Nice job follow blogger! You put a smile on my face and for this I thank you!!!

  2. hedgewitch Says:

    A most charming tongue in cheek lword picture you draw here, karin. I had a large grin spread across my face at the end couplet, but I also like the rhyme, and the balance that is reflected in the form as well as the topic–the first four lines are just perfect, for example–and the whole little ditty spins itself like a top.


  3. This was a lot of fun! I’m impressed. 🙂

    I particularly enjoyed this section:
    “he could barely stand a cover nigh;

    while shivered she in downy bed
    despite the fire inside her head
    that smoldered behind her mental blocks
    (requiring her to wear thick socks).”

    Toward the end, “Said her to him” should be “Said she to him.”

  4. ayala Says:

    Cool rhyme..nice share Karin.

  5. Steve King Says:

    A pleasure all the way through…conjugation was always more fun than declension…now I know why.


  6. This made me laugh, smile, and sigh. So beautiful!

    • ManicDdaily Says:

      Ha! Thanks. I don’t know about the poem. I do like the picture, although it wasn’t quite dark enough and didn’t have time to fix that part. Thanks much, Anna. k.

  7. ihatepoetry Says:

    Absolutely wonderful! This was such a sweet and touching read. Excellent!

  8. Susan Says:

    I am in love with this entire poem! Characters, hot and cold, rhyme and rhythm, boldness and coyness, narrative and dialogue, whimsy and common sense! Bravo!


  9. Giggles. I usually get “Keep your freezen’ feet to yourself”. 😦


  10. loved the beat, really cool the whole poem…but… every sun could use a moon….that’d be my fav line.


  11. Lovely …romantic… sensual. Hot and cold can meet in the middle …. 🙂

  12. brian miller Says:

    haha….nice….this is a fun piece…the rhyme makes it a delight itself…as they say opposites attract…and maybe even sometimes set a moderate temperature both can enjoy…smiles.

  13. Uneven Stephen Says:

    “Suffice to say, they realized soon
    that every sun can use a moon.”

    I like that! Clever (and fun) poem.

  14. festivalking Says:

    Awww, this is so romantic and yet so very cute in a “And they lived happily ever after” kind of way 😀

    Cheers!


  15. Love it! But why do we choose the opposite? Hubby likes it cold during the day, warm at night. I’m the opposite once his hot body warms up my cold feet. TMI?

  16. kaykuala Says:

    How nice,K! A poem to account for the beginnings of a loving relationship. It’s so welcomed as opposed to poems with a political slant that we often get leading to the reelection. Beautiful take!

    Hank

  17. Kim Nelson Says:

    Oh, the play on words here, particularly in that last stanza made me squeal with glee. This is a fun romp through the heat of attraction and the folly that follows.

  18. Mary Says:

    Karin, this definitely was a fun piece. Loved the rhymed verses and the fact that one was looking for a cool balm and one was looking for a furnace and they found (and fulfilled) each other!


  19. oh so sweet…made me smile…fire and ice i say…smiles


  20. Grinning from ear to ear! 🙂 I so love your elephant pics k. This is utterly delightful 😀

  21. David King Says:

    Lovely. Been there, done that. Enjoyed the resonations (I think I just made up that one!) immensely.

  22. dani Says:

    oh, i adore this, Karin! and i love your artwork! wonderful!


  23. I love it, k! Wonderful write! It’s the opposite at my house; I swear I think sometimes Sherry is trying to freeze me to death! A friend gave me a rice bag for my feet, and it’s an awesome thing!


  24. For every Ying there’s a yang, for every tit there’s a tat! But I don’t mess around with the thermostat! If she’s cold she can put a sweater on…… 🙂


  25. It is difficult to meet a thermically compatible soul mate.That is why king size beds were invented:)


  26. A wonderful poem grounded in love for the world and language– you excel at brilliant play– a conjugation of elephants…xxxj


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