January Thaw

Whites drool into grays, and all else, blacks;
January thaw is coming back,
bringing la grippe and all it can do;
or worse, the January ‘flu.

Dali’s watches dripped if you please;
we watch January drip from trees
and remind us July was just as warm:
cold as hell, but seems the norm.

Last week snow blew in hard,
filled the streets and filled our yard;
this week zephyrs are the rage
leaving the sidewalks in a slippery stage.

Next week they say the snow is coming
and fingers and feet and bums will be numbing.
Yes, it’s a seesaw, yes it’s a draw
yes it’s the jeezly January thaw.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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2 Responses to January Thaw

  1. danae mcC says:

    Ick. A sloshy, sloppy thaw, including mud.

    I love the word, jeezly. Wish I’d thought of it!

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