Cinnamon Rouge
Cinnamon Rouge
By Heike Mertins
Cinnamon Rouge
Spicy, warm and red
Vibrant
It fills my mouth with brazen delight
And fairies sashay lightly cross my tongue
Cool, cool blue
So cold I taste your icicles
Crackling, crisp, sharp and brittle
Broken
Dangerous, and weapon-like
Cool, cold blue
I wait for spring
To see the snow melted away
The crocuses and snow drops poking their fearsome heads
through recent remnants of winter memories
I long for the warm sun
to close my eyes and turn my face towards lighter days
gentler breezes and renewed beginnings
But not today
It's February in Toronto
Again
A most loathsome time of year
Be wary of the toll these days do take
Hold fast
To the heat that lives deep within
Fierce and flirtatiously it calls
the fire that always burns
the fire that, though low, still flickers and yearns
the fire that waits patiently
for sparks of cinnamon rouge
It is hope
This cinnamon rouge
Even in February, in Toronto
Copyright February 26, 2020, Photo courtesy of Unsplash.com “Red”
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