This Cold Ranch Life / March 2, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com Waking up to almost -40º today. Good weather for staying inside and writing poetry. Share this:Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
Wolfgang March 3, 2019 at 2:51 pm You cannot shut a country down in snow & ice it’s packed, if you could lock the damn front door it’d still come in the back! Reply ↓
Eda Lishman March 3, 2019 at 9:42 am …as if I wasn’t cold enough! Brrrr. They need to shut this country down for at elast four months of the year. Your poem says it all. Reply ↓
Wolfgang March 2, 2019 at 8:48 am beautiful poem! I like the photo of the buried fence also. tops of frozen posts peek out from mounds of snow buried in the white. Reply ↓
You cannot shut a country down
in snow & ice it’s packed,
if you could lock the damn front door
it’d still come in the back!
…as if I wasn’t cold enough! Brrrr. They need to shut this country down for at elast four months of the year. Your poem says it all.
beautiful poem!
I like the photo of the buried fence also.
tops of frozen posts
peek out from mounds of snow
buried in the white.