(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day … You write, too.)
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like thisdays
like thiswet
like thisit’s warmth
I miss
Peace (blah),
Kevin
The chill is back here after a warm and sunny spring weekend. It came in with the rain… I agree.I want warmth back.
Love how you did this today!
In like a lamb, out like a…well, Margaret Atwood has the last say like a latter day Dorothy Parker:
[you fit into me]
BY MARGARET ATWOOD
you fit into me
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye
AntispamiMarchHeartbreak: depict do.
Ach aye,
depict, do.
and let the chalk
last forever
in the sodden,
now cold
March hardness.
Yes to the warmth. May we have some sunshine, please. And kindness.
Haha, yes. A perfect poem for that wet March weather. I would rather have bitter cold than the wet rainy just-above-freezing weather of late winter. Here’s to a sweet and warm spring soon.
Sending you some sunshine!
Your poem is brilliant! The rhythm reminded me a bit of “we real cool”
Thanks for sharing!
Just reading your poem made me cold! Hoping there are warmer days ahead!
This chills my bones!