I long to hear sounds
Unmistakenly saying
‘ode to winter past
Long
•February 22, 2019 • Leave a Comment
So long it has been
This winter of thunder snow
And cold artic winds
Whispering
•February 22, 2019 • Leave a Comment
Spring is whispering
Preparing nature to bring
Birth to everything
Submission
•February 22, 2019 • Leave a Comment
Words are submissive
they lay wherever their placed
On paper in ink
Late February
•February 20, 2019 • Leave a Comment
It’s late February, a cold windy day
Ice and snow flurries are on the way.
Winters saying, “don’t count me out yet”
“I still break out in snow, and a cold icy sweat.”
For a few days it seemed that winter was done
as daffodils broke through ground warmed by the sun.
It’s the shortest of months but Seems the longest to end
Holding off March from Marching right in.
Winter Reasons…
•February 20, 2019 • Leave a Comment
I was looking out the window at
the sky all dark and bleak
Trying to remember if
The sun came out last week..
Once cold wind blows & it snows
I start my list again
Of reasons why I don’t call
Old man winter my friend..
I don’t like sleet or freezing rain
Slush and mud drive me insane..
Cold and ice just ain’t my thing
I don’t like waiting for Spring..
Coats and hats and scarves and gloves
Boots and socks are not my loves
I don’t like to walk or drive on ice
Winter isn’t all that nice..
Windows closed to hold in heat
Slippers on sock covered feet..
Doors closed tight to keep out the chill
high gas and electric bill..
shovel sidewalks – driveways too
with another month to go ( or 2)
The sky is dark a gloomy grey
And summer seems so far away
the sky all dark and bleak
Trying to remember if
The sun came out last week..
Once cold wind blows & it snows
I start my list again
Of reasons why I don’t call
Old man winter my friend..
I don’t like sleet or freezing rain
Slush and mud drive me insane..
Cold and ice just ain’t my thing
I don’t like waiting for Spring..
Coats and hats and scarves and gloves
Boots and socks are not my loves
I don’t like to walk or drive on ice
Winter isn’t all that nice..
Windows closed to hold in heat
Slippers on sock covered feet..
Doors closed tight to keep out the chill
high gas and electric bill..
shovel sidewalks – driveways too
with another month to go ( or 2)
The sky is dark a gloomy grey
And summer seems so far away
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Beneath the Snow…
•February 20, 2019 • Leave a Comment
As I look out the window,
at fresh fallen snow
I think of my flowers,
just waiting to grow.
Seeds that have dropped
and seeds that I sow
Old friends and new friends
that will soon say hello!
As I page through my books
that offer new seeds
I dream about summer
and summertime deeds
Knowing that winter
is one of their needs
I can’t wait to feed them
and pull up the weeds..
It seems to me
that winter goes slow
And summer seems
so long ago….
ice and chill hang on
to the winds that blow
As i dream of my flowers
beneath the snow…
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