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And I Am Gut-Punched Frozen - Gold



There are times when I walk out in sub-zero weather
right in the middle of summer

and bath feels like a polar plunge

and I am gut-punched by the sweetest memory

because your grip on me

is constant winter and stomach-clench
prognosis for a long seriously cold death






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Prompt: It only hurts when I breathe

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  • micol
    December 4, 2007

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    Very nice. It captures both the physical and the psychological effects of love through its imagery. I'm not sure that the comma after 'because' is needed; the stanza spacing automatically provides a pause in just the right place, it seems. But other than that minor quibble, everything is just as it should be.


  • michael thomas gold member
    December 4, 2007
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    good poem....


  • PageTurner
    December 3, 2007

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    Your Prompt, says it all...

    "and I am gut-punched by the sweetest memory

    because, your grip on me

    is constant winter"

    ...Sighhh, I Know, M'Lady!

    ~ Nicky♥


  • ellipsist
    December 3, 2007

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    i haven't quite felt this, but your descriptions bring these sensations and emotions to light/life so vividly that i feel as though i have felt them...

    does that make any sense?

    powerful!

  • Rowan gold member
    December 3, 2007

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    how sharply painful~
    like a sucker punch to vitals. sigh.

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