Kaltfront

Kaltfront

A Poem by Leslie Philibert
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as it says

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You leave, but the snow finds you.
           Cobbles reflect ice and steps.
           (I write,the street is the back of a reptile)

You follow the snow.
           the windows make you a saint.
           You are in a church.

You are well wrapped in cloth,
           you stride with intent.
           Your heart is an unformed pump.
           You are a fireplace, cold and ashen.      

© 2016 Leslie Philibert


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i think the street is like a snapping turtle...harsh and biting like a driving snow...after one leaves who had put on such a warm front, been so affectionate and loving on the outside, but sooner or later the real person came out...and we saw a heart with no flow...no real sensitive beat...just like you said, a fireplace with no fire...just a cold ashes of what that person used to be.

much pain and heartache can cause us to become that.

this is one of my favorites from you.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Leslie Philibert

8 Years Ago

Dear Jacob, thanks for the kind words.I try here to imagine a situation, and portray it like a photo.. read more



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The German title caught my attention. I like how you sort of reinvented the term in a poetic way. Your poem is abundant in clear, vivid images and the pattern reads original and makes it an interesting and entertaining read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


This is very visual. I could see it all as I read. A very powerful and surreal poem.

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Leslie Philibert

8 Years Ago

You are a true and faithful friend who always takes the time to read my work. My thanks, and best wi.. read more
Coyote Song

8 Years Ago

You're most welcome. I love your work and consider you a good friend. I send best wishes to you fro.. read more
Your words are like a spell, they create and lovely yet dark picture. The cold winter landscape has many dark secrets that aren't so hidden now.

What a fabulous poem!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Leslie Philibert

8 Years Ago

Thanks for your review, and I am delighted you like this. You always take the time to read my poems,.. read more
Tina Kline

8 Years Ago

You're welcome. I enjoy your poetry. It's very unique and well worth my time to read, enjoy and comm.. read more
i think the street is like a snapping turtle...harsh and biting like a driving snow...after one leaves who had put on such a warm front, been so affectionate and loving on the outside, but sooner or later the real person came out...and we saw a heart with no flow...no real sensitive beat...just like you said, a fireplace with no fire...just a cold ashes of what that person used to be.

much pain and heartache can cause us to become that.

this is one of my favorites from you.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Leslie Philibert

8 Years Ago

Dear Jacob, thanks for the kind words.I try here to imagine a situation, and portray it like a photo.. read more

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Leslie Philibert
Leslie Philibert

Bavaria, Germany



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