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:
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Snow on roofs,
Hoar frost on trees:Florida doesn’t have winters like these:
Bright white frost
Against blue sky
Florida, look at this beauty and cry.
All year long
You’re temperate:
No snow to be losing your temper at.
Snowblowers
In your driveway?
No! Sailboats and powerboats hold sway,
When you have warm weather every day.
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Off to the beach for more fun in the sun,
That’s the way
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Out on the ocean or sitting by pools—
You must think northerners are fools
For digging
And scraping
Our cars from under the snow and ice
But then we find it’s ever so nice
To have a
Warm car to
Get into.
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Photos taken
near home
January, 2012.
12 comments:
Does this mean you're a snowbird?
@ zongrik — Not real snowbirds. We often like to go somewhere warm in winter, but only to visit, not to stay.
K
Having so enjoyed all your Winter photos this season, I think your part of the world is more beautiful than Florida, more peaceful too.
I can so relate to your poem as we are deep in winter cold. How I would love to go Florida or anywhere else warm ~
Happy day ~
I love the seasons too. I spent a few months in California a long ways back and definitely missed the seasons. Christmas doesnt feel like Christmas if it isnt cold:)(In the states they thought I had a British accent, hee hee)
To frosty cold winters! Love the photos.
I'm originally a northerner moved to NC, and I honestly can't say I miss the 6ft snow storms! the first hour of the first snow is beautiful, but then I'm done with it :)
I spent most of my life a "Northerner" and
Bright white frost
Against blue sky
is quite the most beautiful sight. But for now, I'm glad it is a memory! :)
We left Michigan for North Carolina in 1983 and have never once longed for the snow and ice. When we get it down here, it's a real event. Folks line up at the grocery stores for bread and milk, lists of closings stream at the bottom of the tv screen, and kids take out their sleds. Last winter one of the neighbors cooked shrimp on a little charcoal grill and kept the beer and soda cold in a snow drift while the kids sledded down the hill. Your poem was a delight to read. Beautiful images. I am hoping that we get at least a little bit of snow this winter now that we live on a farm!
I love the seasons, too and all they share~ So much beauty! I love your poem, great imagery! I liked the way you shared the view~
brrrrr feeling this in new england!
snow on roof,
quite imaginative. lovely poetry.
happy new year.
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