|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Brian Francis on 11/26/14 at 05:46 PM|
nice write. Makes me shiver just to think. I'll stay in the desert thank you leave the chilly winds to you. good job -bf
|Posted by Ken Harnisch on 11/26/14 at 06:52 PM|
nor'westers to you, Chris...nor'easters to us coast dwellers, like the nasty November storm outside my window right now. In any term, miserable weather, miserable month, not even redeemed by Thanksgiving. Good write!
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/26/14 at 11:59 PM|
Our deep freeze has fled for the moment, leaving 66 degrees today, a day before Thanksgiving. Such weird turns of the temperature. Your words make me want to run for my coat. Stay cozy.
|Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/27/14 at 09:50 PM|
As cruelly as your amazing poem describes it, I miss a winter truly.
|Posted by George Hoerner on 11/29/14 at 06:11 PM|
I recall the day in Michigan as a teen. We played either football or hockey depending upon the weather. A great day it was, no school, etc. and Xmas was coming. My days depend less on the weather than almost anything. Nice write.