It's the first Open Link Monday 2012 for the writers' group Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. We are invited to submit a poem, old or new, in any style we choose. In my case, my old poems no longer exist (except for two I memorized, and have already submitted to Real Toads) so this meant writing a new one.
Here, watching the snow melt on the first Monday of the new year, I realize
How Sad I Feel for Floridians:
Snow on roofs,
Florida doesn’t have winters like these:
Bright white frost
Against blue sky
Florida, look at this beauty and cry.
All year long
No snow to be losing your temper at.
In your driveway?
No! Sailboats and powerboats hold sway,
When you have warm weather every day.
Off to the beach for more fun in the sun,
That’s the way
Out on the ocean or sitting by pools—
You must think northerners are fools
Our cars from under the snow and ice
But then we find it’s ever so nice
To have a
Warm car to