Poetry Blogging in 2019
Snow in the desert
Need to manage staying warm
Plenty of pea soup
Hard to manage pain
Desert heat evaporates
Cold seeps down to bone
Shivering inside
Temperatures still frosty
Blood may never warm
Cold blooded tortoise
Hiding away in his home
Thinks hell froze over
So far so good on the poetry front of 2019. As you can see, I’m a little bit of a broken record right now, obsessing about the weather. Yesterday Phoenix was colder than Anchorage – ALASKA! I moved away from Buffalo, NY because I did not enjoy dealing with the snow AND cold. This year it will be 20 years since we left it all behind. Mother Nature really had no need to remind me what I’m missing; I still do NOT miss it. Yesterday the #haikuchallenge word was manage and today it is blood.
There was rain on the 31st and some areas of desert saw snow, but the majority of the cacti in snow didn’t get posted until yesterday. Our tortoise did not venture out of his home at all yesterday and may be hunkering down all day again. I don’t blame him; I enjoyed the batch of pea soup New Year’s Eve night, again on the 1st and again yesterday. Still as my one poem states – I’m not sure my blood will ever warm again. Thanks for reading my rant about freezing in the desert. I hope everyone is keeping warm and having a productive 2019.
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Laughing at “Cold seeps down to bone” while thinking about the ham bone for that split pea soup.
Lol! Definitely puts a different spin on it.