Gloves, coats ‘n’ sweaters:
barely sixty for cold’s sake!
Sanford now shivers!
Category: Winter
“Sanford ‘Gears Up’ For Near-IceAge!” (V #1)
gloves, coats ‘n’ sweaters:
barely sixty, for cold’s sake!
Like ‘Frisco Summer!
“Touchton’s Drugs Warm Wall – A Tale Told Twice!”
Brisk chill walk downtown
to bask before Touchton’s wall
where old men gathered.
Wait just a fine ‘sec’:
did you ;just call me old, man?
Here: have a mirror!
“O Quiet Morn”
Quiet Christmas Eve morn,
all is calm with a Summer
sun* shining again!
*(Only in partial jest I note our Wind Chill Factor above 85° Fahrenheit. In younger days I’d be surfing New Smyrna Beach during the Christmas school break in climes featuring near-90-degree temperatures. Of course the next week well could see the mercury all huddled at the bottom of its tube in that lonely, cold bubble.)
“La Nina, Maybe?”
A month (of days) ‘fore
Winter begins its South march
cool and dry, “they” say.
“Big Bulb’s Winter Sunbath”
bathing these long, broad
greygreen leaves each morn I find
warm smiles in winter.
“From Beer To Bushmills”
A three-beer morning
beats the hell out of coming
three-dog nights weekend!
“In Search Of Supper” Tanka 139
wind-swept crows scouting
winter’s even cold-front gone roost:
stiff-leg black cat prowls
.
the lone bald eagle misses
a late-day treat for its brood!
“In Search Of Supper”
wind-swept crows scouting
winter’s eve cold-front gone roost:
stiff-leg black cat prowls
“I Like It Hot, Love It Cold”
return to chill days
with a biting near-march wind –
shorts and tee for me!
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