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The warm and the cold…

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The Warm and the Cold

Freezing dusk is closing
Like a slow trap of steel
On trees and roads and hills and all
That can no longer feel.
But the carp is in its depth
Like a planet in its heaven.
And the badger in its bedding
Like a loaf in the oven.
And the butterfly in its mummy
Like a viol in its case.
And the owl in its feathers
Like a doll in its lace.

Freezing dusk has tightened
Like a nut screwed tight
On the starry aeroplane
Of the soaring night.
But the trout is in its hole
Like a chuckle in a sleeper.
The hare strays down the highway
Like a root going deeper.
The snail is dry in the outhouse
Like a seed in a sunflower.
The owl is pale on the gatepost
Like a clock on its tower.

Moonlight freezes the shaggy world
Like a mammoth of ice –
The past and the future
Are the jaws of a steel vice.
But the cod is in the tide-rip
Like a key in a purse.
The deer are on the bare-blown hill
Like smiles on a nurse.
The flies are behind the plaster
Like the lost score of a jig.
Sparrows are in the ivy-clump
Like money in a pig.

Such a frost
The flimsy moon
Has lost her wits.

A star falls.

The sweating farmers
Turn in their sleep
Like oxen on spits.

Ted Hughes

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On the streets…

http://androxa.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d36e808

it’s so cold outside
i can feel the emptiness of the streets in my heart.
where have all those wonderful smiles gone?

it’s so cold outside
i can feel my heart spilling in the streets
oh the emptiness is so cold but
i’ll search for those lost smiles everyday.
and now that i’ve been left behind i find
the emptiness of my heart should be along the roadside
waiting for you to come out smiling comforting my heart
but like a car crash or exploding dynamite
i find myself torn apart and left out in the cold.

it’s so cold outside
i can feel the emptiness of the streets in my heart
where have all those wonderful smiles gone?
where have they all gone?
oh where have they gone?
out here it’s so cold when you’re all alone
it’s so so cold
so damn cold and empty out here all alone so..
please come warm me with your comforting smile
please just come warm my heart, so i can stay alive.

http://www.booksie.com/poetry/poetry/adamosity/its-so-cold