beneath a heavy snow delivering sky

recalling an overwhelming counterpaned severity that year

a lock-in and lock-down instigator

it's knee deep, unadulterated milky blanket restrictions

kept on and on and on adding more and yet more of itself

to the elderlies problem pile

kept on and on adding more and yet more of itself

to the infant's excitement pile

 

being of neither age

while concerned for the old and happy ( ish ) for the young

I had hoped this-

' can't please everyone at the same time ' situation would be short-lived

that I could do away with my woollen clad from head to toe

arctic explorer looking appearance as soon as possible

 

exclude the boa snake-like draught excluders, go back to lower thermostat ratings

and lessen the need for constantly

hand wrapping steaming cupped beverages.

 

But, would spring, I worried, have to fight its way through,

for how long would I have to shopping, venture out

between blizzards, and,

for how long would I have to go on redressing the quick to disrobe hopes

for winters riddance?

 

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footnote: I hope this preceeding ' can't please everyone at the same time situation ' doesn't become personal for me or you, dear reader-that is-( and is probably the case ) unless you are a snowball fighting, snowman building lover, and not a ' too quick to freeze ' scroogesque misery like ME !! 

 

   

   

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Rose Casserley

Fri 27th Sep 2019 16:24

Jason, hope I didn't come over to you as being a misery-guts, twas just to raise a giggle or more.

I agree with you on your disliking of it being at times neither one thing or the other or the slushy marzipanning left-overs.

Cheers.




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Jason Bayliss

Tue 24th Sep 2019 13:02

See now, I quite like a snowy, bright winter's day. What I can't stand is the grey, overcast, drizzly crap that we normally get. I I was faced with that every single year, I'd honestly consider emigrating. Loved the poem Rose, especially the line, "for how long would I have to go on redressing the quick to disrobe hopes?"
Just such a clever slant on waiting for winter to end as you hurriedly dress on a cold winters morning.

J. x

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Rose Casserley

Tue 24th Sep 2019 12:35

pardon me Avishek for not thanking you for your liking earlier on.










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Rose Casserley

Mon 23rd Sep 2019 16:22

and that scenario my good Aussie friend is bloody typical of the authorities when this country becomes a white and unpleasant land

Cheers chummo!





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Don Matthews

Mon 23rd Sep 2019 00:33

I like, and relate to your sort of language Rose......

I recall one occasion in UK. Light snow sprinkle. Gridlock. Forgot the roads needed salting. Useless effort in hindsight trying to get though. Could only happen in.......😎

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