A dull damp winter day begets a challenge in rhymes and a change in mood
Overcoming
It's cold today
damp whimpering cold
tendrils of misty grey
soullessly enfold
banked fire wet wood
provides no warmth
dull red incipient mood
fit for naught but anguish
winter has arrived
bags tossed carelessly about
their contents strewn awry
dirty clothes the scent of stout
fan the flames begin the wash
nothing for it but get it done
this season will not win by gosh
ill beat it with my smile by gun
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2021-01-12 at 21:35
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