Wednesday, March 4, 2015

The Weather













Boiling, sweating.
But I don't wanna write
about the weather.

Melting, scorching.
It's true the grass
is greener.

Looks of longing.
Oh, how I would
roll in that snow.

Hark! The setting sun.
But the heat only
seems to grow.

Dreams of ice.
Another minute
and I think I will melt.

Don't want to write
about the weather
but today it's all I've felt.

(Written 3.4.15)


5 comments:

  1. Your line, "It's true the grass is greener." speaks to me. I am currently sitting in 29 degrees with the snow lightly falling outside in central Ohio. I would LOVE to be "boiling, sweating, melting, scorching" right now if it meant I could regain feeling in my fingers and toes again. Greener grass, indeed.

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  2. We have freezing rain and ice today with snow predicted for tonight. Yep, the grass is always greener because I'd love to have been warmer during dismissal today. I like that you put your thoughts in a poem. Nice!

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  3. I understand your heat but I would take a bit of that right now. We are at -3 and dropping for the night! Just a little of your heat please!

    I love that you put this in poetry - I have read several people who wrote poems today. I wrote about teaching poetry to a group of 5th graders. Poetry must be in the air - even it is hot!

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  4. Although I am Florida born and raised, I'm a cold weather person. When visiting family, I have been known to walk around in the snow in flip flops, jeans, and a tank top. I hate the heat. I'm sympathetic to those of you freezing your butts off, but I'd gladly take your place if only my hûsband's job would take us some place cold.

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  5. It is all about perspective, isn't it. Here I would love a day of bundle up cold weather, but I have to instead be thankful for a chance to wear a fleece. Stay warm and watch a crackling fire!

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