A good friend who supplies much of the comic material on these posts sent me a poem this morning.
It was a poem that he wrote was "just for me".
But knowing the meaning of poetry as defined by the Mighty Google: "It can . . . allow writers to express their emotions and allow readers to connect to those emotions . . ." I thought I could and even should share the poem with all of you.
I hope you can appreciate the angst that brought forth this poem from a troubled (and anonymous) soul.
So I shall share it with you now.
It is titled "A Winter Poem".
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Yes it is!
ReplyDeleteThat's my kind of poem although I would say something stronger than crap.
ReplyDeleteUyup, 'tis.
ReplyDeleteROFLMAO! I have no words.
ReplyDeleteThose are the best words!
DeleteBut cold is a good thing!
ReplyDeleteI suspect you would appreciate Lewis Black's sentiments on winter.
I love it!
ReplyDeleteNever mind, there's always the heat waves, forest fires and droughts to look forward to!
ReplyDeleteThat is a true North Dakota poem
ReplyDeleteI can understand it very well indeed!
ReplyDeleteAh the true poetry of winter.
ReplyDeleteSuch subtlety and depth of feeling!
ReplyDeleteMore words would have diluted the sentiment. Well done!
ReplyDeleteCheerful Monk
Deleteha ha, even here in Florida we have been saying that, I do when I put on 2 sweaters to walk the dog... my kind of poem, easy to understand
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