Friday, February 12, 2021

ArtSpeak: FOUR SEASONS poem "Boating in Winter"

 Hello and Happy Poetry Friday! Be sure to visit Molly at Nix the comfort zone for Roundup.

I don't know about you, but I'm feeling a bit weary of winter. This week's poem shows that. Thanks so much for reading.

Boating in Winter

oars stir

wind ruffles
into puckers
     and lines

even sun's
     turns cold

- Irene Latham


  1. Yes. Winter-weary. It's a thing. My face was puckered today as I drove through an ice storm. I can hear shovels scraping off the walks outside right now. It's all fine, fine, fine...but come on, spring!

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