The old Vista to the rescue - poems

When routine doesn't work, try something(s) else, photo by PL

Speaking of calamities, it's a calamity when I can't access my blogs!

So, I go back to my old, beloved Vista laptop for a solution.

 

Fun Times in the Cold

 

C alamities arrive in winter time

O pressing people unprepared for such.

L ow-level levees break, send river’s ice

D ebris throughout the town. And then it snows

 

W ith whispers: It’s that time you’ve waited for!

E liminate your whines and wails. Be bold!

A bandon inside warmth and bundle up!

T ake walks, build snowmen, tote some wood to porch.

H aul kiddies in the sledge that’s hung for such

E mergencies. Emergencies?  Of course!

R emember all your fun times in the cold?

~~~

 

A Short Winter Poem

Four bluebirds,

 

a sparrow,

balancing

in winter’s wind

on the thin

beautyberry

twigs, eating

frozen fruits.

~~~

 

 

 

 

And then I saw it was January

 

I looked around

some days beyond

      December, found the year

     had fled. Instead

     the Janus month,

     cold January’s here!

     Oh, snow and ice

     and bitter cold.

     The north wind howls apace.

     The schools are closed,

     some churches, too,

     but, oh! Bright winter’s face!

 

                                                      The old cat sleeps

     beside the fire,

     his paw above an eye.

     Before too long,

     ‘Mom Nature will

     blow January by.