A roar from all around
Precursor to pain
As the icy wind cuts deep
Surpassing clothes
And driving through flesh
Stabbing at the bone
We wish to stay inside
Because the gale always finds skin
Yet we never get our wish
And march whimpering
Into the embrace of icy claws
About Charles Yallowitz
Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
Legends of Windemere 
Very nice! Brrr!
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Thanks and very brrr.
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I just can’t imagine this kind of cold, Charles. It is 31 degrees Celsius here and it is nearly 7pm at night.
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I saw -4 after wind chill this morning. It’s up to 3 now.
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You described a walk on the beach yesterday.
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I grew up in a climate where winter lasts 6-8 months of the year- no joke.
Northern Canada often sees temperatures plummet to -30 for a week at a time. Car engines groan to turn over (and that’s with them plugged in), hair turns hard and crusty, and skin freezes in seconds. But, there’s also a diamond sparkle to the snow and the sky is a blue that reminds you of Heaven. And when a chinook (warm wind) blows through it feels like spring, lol.
Great poem, Charles!
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Not sure I could deal with that weather. Then again, I wouldn’t be surprised if those regions are designed for those conditions. I keep wondering if part of the reason I keep feeling so cold is because the house wasn’t designed for these temperatures. At the very least, the power company doesn’t seem interested in making it easier to use the heat.
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Yes, I think that’s a big part of it, Charles. We’re acclimatized to the cold, and we have natural gas furnaces!
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We have a natural gas furnace for one room. For some reason, we’re not allowed to use it.
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Crazy! Wood burning fireplaces are big here, too. There’s nothing warmer than an open fire 🙂
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We had one of those when I was a kid, but switched over when it became difficult to keep the wood. Kept drawing mice into the house.
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Umm, yep. That would make me quit too!
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Nice poem, but now I feel like I was in a snowstorm!
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Sorry about that. Have a hot drink?
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Good idea… hot chocolate or tea? Tough choice.
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I always go hot chocolate. Tea gets attention all year round, but hot chocolate always seems to vanish after winter.
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Good point
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This is a good description, Charles. Very good. Sub zero temps and strong’s winds this week wrecked havoc. Brrr…
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They really made a mess. Hoping this coming week is better.
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Me, too!
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