Para/Normal poem – Nov PAD, Day 8

NovPAD Day 8 has Two for Tuesday: 1. paranormal poem and 2. normal poem. The following poem is one type, though I’m not exactly sure which.


The chill outside
oozes imperceptibly
through window glass,
transcends my view;
I hear it in the cellar
where it whispers
sotto voce;
I sense it in my
get numb with hunger
and with frost
beyond myself.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva