Monday, January 24, 2022

 

Stone Cold Poems

Wow-- good job on the poems, all.
 
We had this from my dad:
 
Legging, boot, gloves, cap
and down filled coat OK but
be home for dinner. 
 
And a nice addition from Christine:
 
A dusting of snow
An icey gray sky coats the
Horizon; my mood.
 
It's always good to have Tim Nelson join in:
 
At this time of year
It doesn't quite matter your
Temperature gauge.
 
And a good anonymous entry: 

Bleak, cold, frozen, like
Voting rights legislation,
We need a thaw soon.

 

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