Thank you Editor Lanning Russell of Event Horizon Magazine for publishing this poem.








Creating "Bitter Cold Can Burn"

The idea for this developed as I held an ice bag on a sore elbow.

Bitter Cold Can Burn


Perhaps the fires of hell
are meant to describe
a wintry mix rather than that of flames. 
Greetings and affection met with chilly, cutting aloofness 
can break hearts and stretch the nerves raw.
Such deep and keen, sharp pain within the breast,
the sting of rejection felt in sinews,
like a pitchfork,
such will freeze the blood
of all but the most heartless, soulless beast.