It's too cold to paint
My January heart
Snowshoe thoughts
Deep freeze fingers

Inspiration on ice
Stone cold world
Algid
Bleak

So kiss these frostbitten lips
Stir me awake with your
Violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange, red
Cobalt, Prussian blue

Ultramarine
Paris green
Sienna
Heliotrope

Azure
Cerulean
Sloe-black
Gorgeous

Color back into my cheeks
A ruddy face
A scraped together smile
Come lie with me awhile

I knew back in September
And October
(Wow)
But now I can't remember
I know that you can show me
Why any of this matters
Anyhow

. . .

copyright 2001, Linford Detweiler