Snow Drifts (Photo credit: jamierytlewski)
COLD HARD TRUTH
(a shadorma)
secrets kept
under our hats and
buried deep
beneath the
surface stay hidden as long
as the cold remains
2012-07-31
P. Wanken
Inspired by Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryouts prompt to let an image direct my writing. Visit her site to read the whole lesson. I’ve attached a photo similar to the one I used as my prompt (which was copyright protected, so I could not include it here). I’ve also incorporated one of the theme expressions this week from “100 Days of Summer” on Facebook: “keep it under your hat”. I’ll post there for Day 27.
Yep… elicited a vocal sound from me. The shadorma form really allows you to get in as many different ways of saying hidden as you can. Love the way you end the poem, leaving it up in the air as to whether or not the cold ever goes.
Thanks for the feedback, my friend. I hoped that it wouldn’t feel too cliche’ —
*hugs*
looks pretty good with this 110 degree heat
Whoa. 110? KS has been hotter than TX this summer!
we have had 27 days in a row with temperature 100 or over. Where abouts in Tx do you live? My mother and her family were all from the San Antonio area
Yep – San Antonio is where I live!
a big city so I won’t ask if you know so & so as people due me when I say I live in Kansas City, Kansas …oh do you know my cousin so & so? jeez sure out of a a hundred thousand people I sure do! LOL My aunt years ago was the mayor of S.A. but way before your time I am sure. Have a beautiful blessed day!
Thanks, Len. You have a blessed day, too.
Witty and wise. Come in out of the cold and tell all!
Oh, I love your comment, ViV!
I’m glad both wit and wisdom came through.
*hugs*
I really love that ending. How long can we hold onto the cold?
Or in Spring, when we take off our hats–all the secrets come out? I’m kidding, it just hit me while I was writing this comment.
Though that could be another poem…
Sara: It IS kind of like that in the Spring…things you left undone in the Fall before winter hits (like piles of leaves that were meant to be picked up…the garden that was meant to be tilled under…etc.) are all revealed when nature removes her hat in the Spring.
Thanks for visiting and commenting!
~Paula
I love that you used a poetic form for this one. Beautifully crafted, my friend!
Thank you, Misky!!
Oh, I like that double meaning on cold!! Nicely done, Paula!! Hugs and smiles!
Thanks, Hannah. Your “toads” prompt played into this a bit as well, as I had been pondering the arctic.
Hope you’re doing well! Hugs & smiles back atcha!
Oh, good!!! I’m glad that it did and thank you for the sweet gestures!!