I tell myself
it is unexpected snow
in tonight’s forecast
Mother Nature’s cruel
April Fools’ joke
that makes my joints ache
chills me to the bone
not loss
not mortality
edging
ever closer
breathing frost lilies
onto the back
of my neck
etching ice crystals roses
onto my heart
© 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
Go Dog Go Café 
This sent shivers… And although we had a surprise snow and chill here, I cannot blame that, as I am inside.
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I have fibromyalgia, which some days makes me feel like a one-woman meteorological team.
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Wow Christine! This is an icy dagger of reality
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Indeed. Feeling my age- and my losses- heavily.
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I can imagine. I have had several funerals lately myself
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Aaah.. I can almost feel the pain in this poem that this cruel weather brings. Feel better, Christine.
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