Thanks Gully at Lucid Gypsy for inspiring me today. She wrote Welcome New Year Before sharing her wishes for the coming year she paused to moan about the long days of winter ahead. At the end she couldn’t believe that in a few short months it would be spring and the joy she feels at the thought. The following poem was started from my comment to her post.
As winter nears its end,
sorrow fills my heart.
For the bite of the bitter cold
is a kiss from my true love.
The long dark days
I do embrace.
As spring sneaks in
birds start to sing,
flowers begin to bloom.
I will mourn for my winter fading,
and the comfy and cozy,
long dark days.
No I don’t
want
those sweltering days.
90 degrees and hotter,
boiling my skin,
And the tempers of others.
Give me my snow, my sweater
And hot chocolate curled in bed
next to the heater.
Can you think of a better reason
why winter would not be,
my true love season.
January 7, 2013 at 2:53 PM
Well I’m delighted to have helped inspire you with this lovely work! Do you really like cold weather?
January 7, 2013 at 2:54 PM
Yes!! Love it!!!
January 7, 2013 at 3:05 PM
Crazy girl
January 7, 2013 at 3:49 PM
The winters are just too short now.
January 7, 2013 at 2:57 PM
I love the cold also, snow is like manna from heaven. But I’m a California beach girl,who loves the idea of cold weather. I do love the 4 seasons. Thank you for the beautiful poem, truly.
January 7, 2013 at 3:48 PM
Thanks. Winter is my favorite but I can find something to love about all the seasons. A Cali girl loving winter. I hear the east beckoning you.
January 7, 2013 at 3:12 PM
I certainly do wish, I could spend winter with my love until spring at last arrives. Beautiful poem.
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January 7, 2013 at 4:15 PM
Oooooh I like this !!!! sizzling in the winter, no matter if there is snow or blizzards…Hot HOt HOT! LOL
January 7, 2013 at 4:17 PM
LOL!!!!
January 7, 2013 at 4:28 PM
hee hee hee!!!
January 7, 2013 at 4:26 PM
I’m sensing this was a collaboration, and a damn good piece of poetry you two have shared in inspiring one another.
Surprise! New poem.
http://charliezero1.wordpress.com/2013/01/07/watching-crows-squirt-yellow-mustard-on-those-lollipop-anorexic-holocausts/
January 7, 2013 at 4:45 PM
Kim, I’ve invited you on a coffee date…
Hope you can come…!
http://abcofspiritalk.wordpress.com/2013/01/08/coffee-anyone/
January 7, 2013 at 5:58 PM
so beautiful….you are a poet master!!!!
January 7, 2013 at 6:28 PM
Thanks. I appreciate your comment.
January 7, 2013 at 6:14 PM
PROMISCUITY
Could we not take each season
A fresh true lover as in its turn?
Receive its manifold bounties
In heartfelt polygamous gratitude
January 7, 2013 at 6:31 PM
Yes we could and I do. But I have a favorite and that favorite is winter.
January 7, 2013 at 6:36 PM
Which is of course you right.
January 7, 2013 at 6:49 PM
January 7, 2013 at 6:55 PM
Thank you.
January 7, 2013 at 6:16 PM
Kim – This is why you are Kool!
January 7, 2013 at 6:33 PM
Oh Rosy Rosy you are so silly.
January 7, 2013 at 6:23 PM
Well, one of the reasons, anyway.
(I even used to have a bow tie*.)
*http://quityourdayjob.com.au/2010/06/bow-ties-are-cool-matt-smiths-first-season-of-doctor-who-spoilers/
January 9, 2013 at 9:32 PM
January 7, 2013 at 6:27 PM
Real cool poem
January 7, 2013 at 6:35 PM
Like Rosy you are another silly one. You are so sweet.
January 7, 2013 at 6:40 PM
Looks as if my earlier comment no longer makes any sense following your edit to your reply. Perhaps you should now delete mine?
January 7, 2013 at 6:52 PM
I got a kick out of it but I’ll delete it.
January 7, 2013 at 6:58 PM
Thank you. Sorry to make such a mess of your “comments” section with my misunderstandings. (You can delete this one too if it helps.)
January 9, 2013 at 9:16 PM
Reblogged this on Simon Sundaraj-Keun.
January 9, 2013 at 9:30 PM
Thanks for the follow and reblog. I really appreciate it.
January 12, 2013 at 9:52 PM
I’m not a fan of winter, but you give it a little added appeal.
January 14, 2013 at 6:43 PM
I love winter and we haven’t had too much of a winter last year or this year as of yet.