Freeze

Joyce M Latham

The winter of the ice-capped yard,
where even the dogs were imperiled
on their four padded paws, the doctor
tested my heart with chemicals and scanners
and declared me fine, no anomalies,
just that irregular extra beat….

The ice was too slow leaving
with the sun trapped in its own shadow;
the cold was so deep in the bone
our very joints jammed and we fell,
lungs bruised with the sharp intake of breath,
shock clouding the near air.

The dull sound of our hearts
thumped through the goose
down
vests,
ice then
a place to
simply rest.

 
 
Joyce M Latham

Joyce M Latham

Joyce was a second place winner in the WFOP Poet's Choice Contest in 2014.  Her most recent publication, "Outer Banks," a sonnet sequence, was nominated by Sinister Wisdom for the Pushcart Prize in Poetry for 2016. Other than writing, she teaches Library and Information Science at UWM. She lives in Glendale with two flat-coated retrievers, one rescue dog and one rescue cat from the Wisconsin Humane Society. Her poem "Freeze" is about hanging onto each other as age challenges our presence in the world.