The Fifty Cent Tour

Sunday, January 26, 2014

ol ' man

The Mill, 1964, by Andrew Wyeth 


people speak
of winter
as if it were
an uninvited guest
asleep on
the couch

though he is wont
to lazing about
i do not mind his
company
the cats make
sport of his snoring

he yawns
scratches and
blusters
i make tea
and pour over
seed catalogs

the birds
chirp through
a flurry of braggadocio
they know
a swan song
when they hear one

© 2014-Rene

For Magpie Tales

13 comments:

  1. I like the idea of making tea and pouring over seed catalogs. That is a good way to make friends with (or at least tolerate) winter!

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  2. an uninvited guest
    asleep on
    the couch

    Winter is there and it'll be around on the dot. Though this time its severity seem unusual. But still it is welcomed! Nicely Rene!

    Hank

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  3. Quiet applause for this poem. Perhaps my favorite out of this weeks batch. Well done

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  4. Now THAT is the way to spend a winter - thinking of gardens!!!!!!! Me too, kiddo! Nice to see you in the Pantry today.

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  5. Lovely, and to hear a swan's song now, it would warm my frozen tundra day away! Oh yes!

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  6. Let's have a conversation about pouring... I imagined you pouring tea over the seed catalogues, which I doubt would help their longevity. But all that aside, I too wonder from where birds get their energy in winter, swan song or not!

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    1. Stafford, I have been known to pour my tea over seed catalogs and various periodicals

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  7. I listen for that swan song as well, although I am not so expert as the birds that flit past my window. The cold induces static in my winter brain. Perhaps a seed catalog and a cuppa would be just the ticket to dispel the noise!

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  8. Thanks for the feeling of peace and quiet , Rene ....

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  9. From your creative mind/poetry to the universe .. let it be.

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  10. pouring tea over seed catalogues is the beginning of a good compost pile....lovely poem- we're all ready to start our gardens aren't we!

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  11. You did well with this. I like the approach you took,

    =)

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  12. I have a special guest room for winter...

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