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".
Yes it is!ReplyDelete
That's my kind of poem although I would say something stronger than crap.ReplyDelete
ROFLMAO! I have no words.ReplyDelete
Those are the best words!Delete
But cold is a good thing!ReplyDelete
I suspect you would appreciate Lewis Black's sentiments on winter.
I love it!ReplyDelete
Never mind, there's always the heat waves, forest fires and droughts to look forward to!ReplyDelete
That is a true North Dakota poemReplyDelete
I can understand it very well indeed!ReplyDelete
Ah the true poetry of winter.ReplyDelete
Such subtlety and depth of feeling!ReplyDelete
More words would have diluted the sentiment. Well done!ReplyDelete
ha 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 understandReplyDelete