#chilly
The chill upon my body
It's quite uncomfortable
It feels like spikes upon my skin
Every shiver I feel colder
My lips feel dry
I long to feel the warmth
That beautiful warmth
That surrounds my skin
That takes the shivers away
That gives my skin a glow
Feels like home
Today is so cold
You want to wrap in a blanket
Sipping some hot coffee
reading a good book
that's the way
to spend the day
on a cold day like today
© Jennifer L DeLong 1/8/2025
Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 12:35 AM UTC
Early morning,
fog hugging the earth,
Coffee in my hands,
warmth in my soul.
A simple blessing,
A calm moment.
Jan 9, 2025
Jan 9, 2025 at 8:48 AM UTC
I can tell that it's coming once again.
The chill down my back, tensing my muscles and even reaching my bones.
Most people shudder at the thought of no longer spending time in the heat of the sun, but I feel as though an old friend has come back to greet me once more.
That chilling feel, making my body stay in the confinds of a warm bed for a bit longer.
Oct 24, 2022
Oct 24, 2022 at 4:43 AM UTC
when there's post
who is it you hope
has written you?
when there's rain
do you feel it's in vain
if i asked to picnic with you?
i'd have to say
i'd like to stay
if only it's with you
open your window
i'm speaking to you now
if for anything, to let in some air
sure, it's chilly
but the birds sound so silly
when in the dead of winter
they sing
Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 8:43 PM UTC
Your are what , I'm needing
Cold nights are colder now
Could use your body heat
Come warm me up
Can't get you off my mind
These chilly days
Darker days
Make me think of you
It's these cold days
I wanna snuggle
Needing you here
Come warm up
Give me what , I'm craving
Take the chill out of the air
© Jennifer L DeLong 10/19/2020
Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 4:14 PM UTC
the sky hangs low
with a dark shroud
as the wind picks up
and blows light away
as the ground shifts
and the trees shake
when rain holds its breath
before they fall down
in this dreary day
we walk in whispers
rushing inside and away
from the misty chill
Sep 7, 2020
Sep 7, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC
Sometimes no matter how many people you have around you, there’s an emptiness is the air you breathe
A chill runs down your spine, making it difficult to stand straight like they tell you to
To block out the thoughts of pain that drains out the tears, I think about my favorite time of the year
The crisp breeze in the air over the dry warm day, stepping on piles of crunchy leaves
Remembering when I read books outside, the descriptive words that took me to a new location
Being able to escape the jarring echoes of my mind, wandering into a light haven for the time being
While the environment becomes more brisk and wants to lift my spirits, it reminds me it'll fade to a cold end
22 years strong and there's not much else the reminds me that good memories were made, but will there be more
One can only hope on a late October evening
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
Tears from the mystical sky
seeped in through my shoulder—
as I let its fervor tears
dampen my lowly soul;
he said, “hear me out”
The way it moves around
sailing toward to broaden
mysterious mists—the plastic clouds
covering most of the gleam of the sun
and the way he murmurs into my ears—
I can never get out again.
While strange stares pierced through
my core—a menacing way of
forcing unraveling fragile pieces
of my silent port, and there I
let a foreign one
travel his way through—
sailing beneath my springs.
On this day of August's chilly afternoon—
while the tears of the mystical sky
tumbles through my shoulder—dripping
my cold dry bones.
Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 8:51 AM UTC
Spring snow chills the mind,
Environmental measured
Social distancing.
Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 2:57 PM UTC
The coldest night air
Seems no different than the
Space around the stars.
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 11:02 AM UTC
Somethings in the air
feels like there’s something
In my heart
Fall’s creeping in, love
I can feel spring depart
My ribs won’t get frosty
So don’t think you’re so special
Your loss won’t cost me
My flowers, my petals
Winter isn’t coming in yet
I hate to inform
Think I’ve just got chilly, love
Think I’ve just lost what makes me feel so warm
“So warm, I feel so warm”
She said with eyes on your form
“Cold, I’m not quite cold”
As you slipped out her hold
Think nothing of it, this isn’t like frostbite
You’ll never see my heart go white
With snow, with frost, with ice
Couldn’t care less, I guess
That’s just my mortal vice
Winter isn’t creeping in, love
I hate to let you know
I think my heart’s just chilled, love
Not sad
I’m just, so-so
Winter isn’t coming in yet
I hate to inform
Think I’ve just got chilly, love
Think I’ve just lost what makes me feel so warm
Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 10:30 AM UTC
Remembering the way
you pulled me close to your heart in the promises
of never breaking me
staying here, dancing in my mind
in public
in the dark
making the tensity in my body, release
telling me you love me, keeping yourself hostage
in my body,
i listen deeply.
i am home to you.
Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 10:20 PM UTC
Each morning begins
with the same sweet embrace,
your eyes distant but warm.
I peek my head
out the window
and breathe deeply
the succulent scents of spring.
The cold air fills my lungs
and I gasp, **** swallow in more.
Feb 23, 2020
Feb 23, 2020 at 10:32 AM UTC
It blooms with sadness
it grows in the wallowing night
calling out with frivolous colors
making me shiver all over again
Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 1:55 AM UTC
Chilly night
Snow covered ground
Giving me chills
Sensations of night
Creeping about
Is it tonight
Is it possible
I may dread
a fate upon this soul
Chilly night
Feeling fright
upon tonight
I can feel it
I can hear it
What is it
So close my eyes
Nice & tight
Hope. I wake
upon morning light
© Jennifer Delong 2/19
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 8:58 PM UTC
These eyes are weighted
Offering peace to this fight
Sleep sweeps me away
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 8:45 AM UTC
the shadows dance on the spot you left
indented in the mattress
a reminder of its emptiness.
we destroyed ourselves in the nick of time
to sell our souls to the new age
and uncover all the sins we wished to find.
the wind shakes the trees and my bones
our bodies no longer a place we call home
through trouble and turmoil
you'd think we'd have grown
but instead, we're trapped
in crowded bars, streets and houses
alone.
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
Chilly is the quake of snow in my bones
the fresh, white blanket of memories
rooted in ice.
Chilly is the ******
the ache
the addiction
to your arms
to warmth.
Chilly is my heart when you are out of reach.
When my pining arms span out
to find only
the coldness
of chilly sheets.
Chilly is the wait–
to be warm.
to be real
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC