Clouds In the West

Clouds are gathering
In the west. Will they bring naught,
Or more destruction?

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April showers might
Indeed bring May flowers, but
I prefer the sun.

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Winter’s Breath

IMG_20140305_084531Fog hangs o’er the hills
As the rain comes pouring down,
Vivifying what once was dead
As winter comes rolling in.
But Winter’s freezing breath
Has only just begun to blow,
Huffing and puffing ice and snow,
Swirling them round and round
Till what the rain has resurrected
Is cold and white and dead once more.

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Hibernation station

Holy buckets, is it cold out there! How cold is it?

It’s so cold that I passed a bunch of penguins on my way to work this morning. 😀

The worst part is that this is an improvement from the weekend. *sigh*

Meanwhile, I’m busy playing catch-up on pretty much everything after taking care of two sick kiddoes last week, so please excuse my probable absence here this week. In addition to catching up on stuff, I’m also in the midst of reading a fantastic new book. Have no fear – I’ll share my thoughts once I’m finished! It’s a book I’ve been looking forward to reading for some time now, so I suppose I’d better get back to it while I still have a few minutes to spare. 😉

Have a great day, everybody, and in case I don’t see ya, have a great rest of the week as well! 🙂

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Farewell

The winter wind is
Biting once again. Fare thee
Well, sweet summer breeze.

Please come back soon! This
Winter wind is far, far too
Bitter to withstand.

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Blargh

I’ve spent the weekend trying to kick a terrible cold to the curb. It doesn’t help that it’s been terribly cold outside as well. We had our first snow of the season on Friday, and I really could have done without it. The kitties seem to agree with me:

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George is not amused. Mr. Fluffy demands a return to warmer times.

On the other hand, it was very pretty to look at from my blanket cocoon…

Have you encountered any of the vile whiteness yet? Are you ready for it?

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Cold Concrete

The challenge for Day 9 of Writing 201 was to write a concrete poem related to cold and using anaphora and/or epistrophe.  Concrete is cold, so I decided to write a prose poem shaped like a concrete block.  On second thought, though, perhaps I should have titled the poem “It’s…” instead of “Cold Concrete”… 🙂

It’s a bitter cold day out there, with the wind blowing and the sun hiding behind the
clouds of gray.  It’s always cold in the winter, and even though it’s not winter yet, it
soon will be and I can’t wait for it to be over with.  It’s no longer sweatshirt weather,
which I love.  It’s gone straight to heavy coat weather, which I detest.  It’s supposed
to be fall still, not winter.  It’s only October.  It’s not even Halloween.  It’s supposed
to be like this in a month or two, not now, not yet, not this early in the year.  It’s not
early in the year, technically, but it’s far too early for this kind of weather.  It’s cold,
like concrete, out there, and I’m not ready to turn on the furnace yet.  It’s too soon.

Is it time to turn on the heat where you live?  Or are you resisting?

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Photo 365 #356

Hey, what’s that blue stuff?

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The sky, you say?  Impossible.  Our sky is all gray and overcast and full of rain.  This bright blue thing can’t possibly be sky.

Can it? 😀

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Photo 365 #355

It’s another darkish, rainy day, so I thought a bit of sunshine was in order:

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Now if only the sky looked as bright as this beautiful bloom. *sigh*

How’s the weather where you are? Is it beautifully sunny or dank and dreary?

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