Just Breathe


Air so cold

it chatters


in pale lungs

sinks Arctic

anchors deep,


of the soul,

robs senses

of the choice

to exhale –

prayer bursts its

irons, breath

warmed by hope,

cold’s power


38 comments on “Just Breathe

  1. Caddo says:

    What happened to the LIKE button??

  2. Al says:

    You removed the like button.

    I like this poem though

  3. “cold’s power vaporized” Oh, I hope so — I really do. The sooner the better!
    So are you saying we should pray for warmer weather? Mind you, that’s a pretty safe prayer if we don’t mind waiting for our answer. πŸ™‚
    We attended a funeral at Warman yesterday and they actually had the interment after the service. Must have been hard digging a grave at -25 C.

    • melodylowes says:

      Interments are distressing enough without the added hardship of deep cold… 😦 I was actually thinking of this piece as being not a literal cold, but a figurative one – and we’ve all been to chilly places in that sense, I know…

  4. RoSy says:

    A perfect description.
    And – oh boy – I feel it!

  5. Debbie says:

    Thank you for these figurative poems and the hope http prayer brings!

  6. Debbie says:

    Oops. The hope that prayer brings, it should say!

  7. Caddo says:

    I can LIKE it on the Reader, but not on your blog…

  8. What is so deadly cold can be so so beautify!

  9. Melody, wonderful picture and poem! I really love both of them! Blessings!

  10. THAT’S exactly what it’s like! You can shut that chatter and back & rolling gossip with one warm breath from within ! It’s warm here for most of the country, and Canada but, I still have my warm wooly blankie and shawl! Wonderful writing ~I promise I can write on a frosty window reading your vivid words! xo

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