Day: Feb 11, 2018

Wordle: Not Quite Cold Throughout

My heart
Some would say frozen
The poverty of emotion
But they are crazy
‘Though the memory’s hazy
It’s there
It appears in gusts
Big waves and strong thrusts
But with arms adamantly folded
With all that is holy
It’s hidden

My heart
Beats like a saint
Or maybe a sinner
At home it’s a winner
Tied by a rope
To the Earth where I live
In permanent Winter?

Not quite.