cold shoulders

i drink my coffee
lukewarm, my tongue shy to the
touch of sharp, hot caffeine
burning against my throat
my fingertips cold against the keyboard,
trying to warm up some words
so that they won’t receive any cold shoulders,
will be listened to and heard
____
written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: lukewarm 

Comments

9 comments on “cold shoulders”
  1. allena88 says:

    I love your poems….. This one especially reminds me of the so-called best friends that one has, ones that forget you and get on with their life!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. briannadawn says:

      Aw, thank you so much for reading and commenting. Yes, this is playing on how fickle emotions and words can be … they can run hot, cold, etc.

      Like

  2. I like the description. Vivid 👌🏿

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Ohhhwillow says:

    Writing about writing – one of the ultimate leitmotifs of a poem. Fab

    Like

  4. Shimmer says:

    My favourite so far👌🏽

    Liked by 1 person

    1. briannadawn says:

      Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. 😀

      Liked by 1 person

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