Cold Concrete

The challenge for Day 9 of Writing 201 was to write a concrete poem related to cold and using anaphora and/or epistrophe.  Concrete is cold, so I decided to write a prose poem shaped like a concrete block.  On second thought, though, perhaps I should have titled the poem “It’s…” instead of “Cold Concrete”… 🙂

It’s a bitter cold day out there, with the wind blowing and the sun hiding behind the
clouds of gray.  It’s always cold in the winter, and even though it’s not winter yet, it
soon will be and I can’t wait for it to be over with.  It’s no longer sweatshirt weather,
which I love.  It’s gone straight to heavy coat weather, which I detest.  It’s supposed
to be fall still, not winter.  It’s only October.  It’s not even Halloween.  It’s supposed
to be like this in a month or two, not now, not yet, not this early in the year.  It’s not
early in the year, technically, but it’s far too early for this kind of weather.  It’s cold,
like concrete, out there, and I’m not ready to turn on the furnace yet.  It’s too soon.

Is it time to turn on the heat where you live?  Or are you resisting?

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13 thoughts on “Cold Concrete

  1. markrhunter says:

    It got down to about 29 early Sunday, and I got the furnace going Saturday afternoon. I always resist it, because I don’t want to give in and admit winter’s coming. I also resist it because the furnace is 30 years old, and there’s that great mystery each autumn of whether it will start.

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    • Kay Kauffman says:

      I think it was 25 early Saturday morning when we headed out for the day. But then yesterday it was pushing 80 again for the high, and it was 62 when I got up this morning, so we’ll probably wait a little while longer before we cave.

      Unless, of course, my beloved electric blanket craps out on us. Then we’ll turn it on pronto! 🙂


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