“Hot And Cold Do Not Always Equal Tepid”
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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October 16, 2012 at 11:44 am
Nice job follow blogger! You put a smile on my face and for this I thank you!!!
October 16, 2012 at 12:50 pm
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.
October 16, 2012 at 1:57 pm
Thanks. It could probably be shorter, like all of this kind, but there it is. k.
October 16, 2012 at 12:58 pm
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.”
October 16, 2012 at 1:08 pm
Yes, you are right. I will fix. Thanks much. k.
October 16, 2012 at 1:09 pm
Fixed! Thanks much! This kind of a middle of the night getting up early sort of poem!
October 16, 2012 at 1:47 pm
Cool rhyme..nice share Karin.
October 16, 2012 at 2:25 pm
A pleasure all the way through…conjugation was always more fun than declension…now I know why.
October 16, 2012 at 2:31 pm
Ha! k.
October 16, 2012 at 2:31 pm
This made me laugh, smile, and sigh. So beautiful!
October 16, 2012 at 2:41 pm
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.
October 16, 2012 at 2:41 pm
Absolutely wonderful! This was such a sweet and touching read. Excellent!
October 16, 2012 at 2:46 pm
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!
October 16, 2012 at 2:50 pm
Thanks so much, Susan. k.
October 16, 2012 at 3:04 pm
Giggles. I usually get “Keep your freezen’ feet to yourself”. 😦
October 16, 2012 at 3:07 pm
Ha!
October 16, 2012 at 3:18 pm
loved the beat, really cool the whole poem…but… every sun could use a moon….that’d be my fav line.
October 16, 2012 at 3:33 pm
Lovely …romantic… sensual. Hot and cold can meet in the middle …. 🙂
October 16, 2012 at 3:45 pm
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.
October 16, 2012 at 4:06 pm
“Suffice to say, they realized soon
that every sun can use a moon.”
I like that! Clever (and fun) poem.
October 16, 2012 at 4:34 pm
Great Job!
October 16, 2012 at 4:45 pm
Awww, this is so romantic and yet so very cute in a “And they lived happily ever after” kind of way 😀
Cheers!
October 16, 2012 at 5:23 pm
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?
October 16, 2012 at 7:39 pm
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
October 16, 2012 at 7:42 pm
It must get very tiring for you to read so much about the U.S. election, but you have to understand it is very important to us over here! k.
October 16, 2012 at 7:54 pm
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.
October 16, 2012 at 8:34 pm
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!
October 16, 2012 at 9:36 pm
oh so sweet…made me smile…fire and ice i say…smiles
October 16, 2012 at 10:21 pm
Thanks, Claudia. k.
October 17, 2012 at 2:11 am
Grinning from ear to ear! 🙂 I so love your elephant pics k. This is utterly delightful 😀
October 17, 2012 at 3:40 am
Lovely. Been there, done that. Enjoyed the resonations (I think I just made up that one!) immensely.
October 17, 2012 at 3:53 am
oh, i adore this, Karin! and i love your artwork! wonderful!
♥
October 17, 2012 at 7:04 am
Thanks so much, Dani. k.
October 17, 2012 at 6:26 am
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!
October 17, 2012 at 7:01 am
Ha. I think I’ve heard of those. People put them in microwaves? I’ve never had a microwave so wouldn’t work for me, but they sound very good. k.
October 17, 2012 at 9:06 am
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…… 🙂
October 17, 2012 at 9:44 am
Ha! Agreed. In my house, we believe in wool! (Ha.) k.
October 17, 2012 at 10:36 am
It is difficult to meet a thermically compatible soul mate.That is why king size beds were invented:)
October 17, 2012 at 3:22 pm
A wonderful poem grounded in love for the world and language– you excel at brilliant play– a conjugation of elephants…xxxj
October 17, 2012 at 3:40 pm
Thanks, Jenne.