In winter’s depth,
I walked broken streets.
Empty pockets.
Head full of hissing demons.
Whiskey for warmth.
Neon nights for company.
Underneath the frost
and frozen hearts.
Underneath the loneliness
in shadowed rooms.
Something small, powerful—
a dim pulse, barely there, but consistent.
A heat without a name.
And these days?
Well, I’m out of that dead life,
those graveyard days.
Fairways full of miracles.
Cats chirping, fat as spring robins,
happy as I watch and write
lines that sing of a new life.
An invincible summer lives in me,
stubborn, potent.
December lingers forever,
but underneath it all—I’m on fire.
A want worth more than
all the treasure buried beneath the sea.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My latest book is Aluminum Cowboys: Poems and Short Stories. It's available on Amazon. My other books, Seedy Town Blues, Sleep Always Calls, and It's Just a Hop, Skip, and Jump to the Madhouse, are on Amazon, too. https://www.amazon.com/Aluminum-Cowboys-Poems-Short-Stories/dp/B0G33PDHBJ/ref=sr
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Comments4
I love this poem Thomas and how it presents all the seasons in a person so well imaged and laid out. Very nicely done and a fave
Thanks, my friend.
You are most welcome Thomas
Thomas, I must commend your exceptional writing skills and delightful reading voice, particularly without background music. Please continue your outstanding work.
Your poem explores the contrast between despair and resilience. It reflects a journey from deep emotional suffering and loneliness to a renewed sense of hope and vitality. The narrator moves from a bleak existence to one filled with joy and potential, emphasizing the power of inner strength and the promise of renewal.
Thank you so much.
Thomas, this one hits deep…the way you move from frostbitten nights to that stubborn spark coming alive again. It’s raw and hopeful all at once. Beautifully felt, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you, my friend.
your title is wonderful and carries this through right to the end. Kudos my dear. Thomas 🌹
Thank you, sweet Teddy.
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