Poem 3,483 or thereabouts

Poem 3,483 or thereabouts

there  is a light, white spite

declining to accept spring

a few Christmas lights still sparkle

through the falling blur

birds confusedly fly in awkward reply

box turtles rehinge in a frigid wood

cars slide into mid-March

St. Patrick dons an extra coat

leans from his bar stool

to peer at the winter wonderland

of spring's rejected awakening

I stand in the rain of flurries

throwing crumbs to the birds

as April showers

wait their succession

longer than expected

snow shovels lean against the pear trees

I am sledding through my mind

remembering holding you

under a blanket of love

I smile,

while outside

green entry assumes its seat

in the waiting room

while summer reads 

boring magazines, getting antsy

for its turn.

erin-cilberto

3/11/22

Reviews

[Cherrie]

I say let's give Old man Winter a hot toddy and put him to bed.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ha ha, love that idea, Cherrie...let's do!

[Gee]

Season's do drag and our own up and down emotions only go to exacerbate our impatience for change.
I'm a warm weather fella so the constant damp and cold is a right pain in the arse...and then I think of the poor folk in the Ukraine.
Good morning Jacob, Hope all is well with you

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Can't help but think of those poor people In Ukraine and what they are dealing with....a cold, multi-headed monster with no conscience...and not much mind left.
thank you, Gee, and a good morning to you as well.
j.

[Gee]

I think China need to step in and make him see sense, if that possible when he is obviously deranged

[DIVYA]

While one gets impatient for spring and then summer, winter has its sweet moments. I love all your lines here. This is beautiful to read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, DIVYA,
j.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Your reviews really encourage me, DIVYA...

[Chris Shaw]

Spring is slow in coming this year. My fairy lights still brighten the hallway, to add some cheer. There is little to lift the spirits in these dark times. The mood is still winter, though the heart longs for soring. Lovely words here J. I relate.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for yur kind review, Chris,
j.

[andrew mitchell]

With snow outside one can only hibernate inside, pen in hand and write away.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, andrew,
j.

[Patricia]

I love nature and mood poems, this is something different from you, you always surprise me, I love it. My memories are always tied to nature and seasons and my writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, I am glad at my writing age, I CAN still surprise.
j.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

We get rain, snow, sunshine, summer, spring, fall weather then winter again. Typical weather for us. Did you know Jackson, Wyoming recorded the coldest winter on record in 2019 with 62 days of below freezing temperatures? Just yesterday Jackson Hole, Wyoming broke the record low temperature for March ever recorded at 24 degrees below zero Fahrenheit. I don't doubt that global warming is real but nobody told the weather in Wyoming.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

maybe now we are into global cooling...:)
Thank you, Fabian,
j.

[Fran Marie]

Snowing in KY tonight
just flurries flying about
no accumulations yet
the birds aren't the only
ones confused..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ha ha...yes, not the only ones...thank you, Fran,
j.

[M. J. Smith]

Yes, and my poor bicycle is feeling neglected! The call if the trail has been muffled under all this white 😤😤😤😤.
Just wish the season would make up it's ever lovin' mind!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I hope you can get to your bicycle soon...
j.