a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Icy Fingers...

of winter
Touch my cheek
Leaving red upon ivory.

The dread locks of winter
Block my vision of spring
While my heart cries, "Tulips!"

14 comments:

COUNTRY GAL said...

Awesome photo and poem ! Have a great day !

Lori Skoog said...

You are some writer!

Ruth @ Hope, Joy and Faith Farm said...

Awesome poem. I can feel winter on my cheek and my heart jumps with happiness at the work Tulips!

ellen abbott said...

everybody's gettin' poetical! Very nice.

Nezzy said...

Burrrrr!!! What a great shot!!! Do ya know when the kiddos were at home they'd let me get all warm and relaxed in my bath, (always has been my awwwww time) holler 'incoming' and toss icicles or snowballs over the top of the glass door!!!

Golly gee....I wonder where they got their orneriness??? Heeehehehe!!!

God bless you sweetie and have a marvelous day. Do take advantage of this springlike weather for it too shall pass too soon!!! :o(

Nezzy said...

BTW: That's suppose to me poutin'

Nora said...

That's a lovely poem, Gail. You are quite the writer. I'm shouting for tulips too.

Sue said...

Nice!

Love the "dread locks of winter."

=)

DesertHen said...

"dread locks of winter", I like that!

It has been rather spring like here the past week or so. The creeks are flooding and the river is up as the snow melts. It is much, much to early for that to be happening!

Happy weekend to you!

Rising Rainbow said...

I"m longing for some tulips too. Love the poem and the pic.

EmptyNester said...

Lovely poem!

Yaya' s Home said...

Your words move me. I love the way you express yourself.

"While my heart cries, 'Tulips!'"

I totally love the way you think.

~ Yaya

Queen-Size funny bone said...

Beautifully said

Pat said...

I love it!

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