Scarlett Treat

Rookie - 0 Points (1941 / Jug Fork, Mississippi)

Fire And Ice - Poem by Scarlett Treat

The fire hissed and crackled,
Promising a warmth I could not feel,
Even in my frozen state.

The cheery yellow and red glow
Gave out a vow of heat,
Yet my body shivered,

For it was not my physical body,
Nor yet my poor aching heart
That felt the lack of fire,

But my lonely heart,
My battered, broken soul,
Betrayed by your leave-taking,

Which cried out
In its desolate, icy estate,
Which felt the cold of emptiness.

So I sit here by an empty fire,
Collapsed in on myself,
Lonely, despairing, cold.

Scarlett Treat
June 25,2008


Comments about Fire And Ice by Scarlett Treat

  • Rookie - 0 Points Chuck Audette (7/8/2008 11:29:00 AM)

    Oh oh. If the fire isn't doing it, I just wait and the temper flaring warms me nicely. -chuck (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,350 Points James B. Earley (7/3/2008 7:17:00 PM)

    A sad story....of bitter cold......and oh so lonely warmth....passionately expressed! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 7, 2008


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