What passes for poetry at 3am


My toes are cold
My nose is cold
My fingers are cold
And so are my hands.

The cold woke me out of a sound sleep.
Even with my wool socks on.

I want to turn the furnace up but
oil is too damned expensive.

Fucking winter.


About R.J. Keller

R. J. Keller is the author of Waiting For Spring. An avid independent movie enthusiast, she was Managing Editor of The Movie Fanatic website and created episodes of the writer-centric YouTube series, Inside The Writers' Studio, with author Kristen Tsetsi. She co-hosted Book Chatter with Stacey Cochran from 2011-2014. She lives in Central Maine with her family, where she enjoys gardening, collecting geeky memorabilia, and watching other people cook. View all posts by R.J. Keller

6 responses to “What passes for poetry at 3am

  • hoosiertoo

    Not a cold weather fan, eh? I like the stuff myself. One of my favorite things “when I wore a younger man’s clothes” was a tramp in the woods during or just after a snowfall, especially at night.

    But I sobered up a few years ago.

    One wonders why you call Maine home?

  • R.J. Keller

    I don’t usually mind winter. But this year I do. Don’t ask me why, ’cause I don’t know.

  • Andrea

    Amen. I’m ready for spring now.

  • Ole J.C.

    Hey Kel,

    Here’s a link.


    I finally got mine going.

  • Crystal Lynn

    hooseiertoo, I just don’t like the cold weather in my house and the sound it makes as it sucks the money from my bank account…..

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