POEM STARTER

You begin to hear a voice singing to you, a voice that nobody else can hear. It slowly grows louder, and carries a sinister message.

Create a poem based on this concept. You may wish to include the voice's words and use them throughout the poem.

cold

cold is not just frost cold is my bones, brittle as the layer of ice on the neighbor’s pool i’m scared if i speak too loudly, they’ll snap and i’ll fall beneath lately, my bones are cold ice seeps through my skin chilling me from the inside out, and i’m running out of warmth to give, or love to melt in the winter

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G. N. Solomon

Poet, artist, and author. Hoping to share my work in a casual and open-ended way that can spur me to new creative depths