John Lawless Poet Free verse

A Moment In the Midst of Madness

Ah, February
You and your groundhog
Torment me, tease me
With the fictitious hoax
Of an early Spring.
Oh, why do I still hope?
Knowing that the cards are dealt
By madmen
In top hats worshiping
A despondent despot
A long nosed, squinty eyed
Overstuffed rodent.
Ah, February
Your shortness conceals
The depth of your coldness
The icy twinge of your sunshine
The hollow sting of your emptiness.
And yet sweet February
We bare our hearts
Carry roses for you
Wax poetic on your behalf
For love is not a season
But a moment in the midst
Of madness.

John G. Lawless
©2/3/2022

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Caren Krutsinger February 27, 2022 at 3:46 PM You have nailed this rodent in this description " the cards are dealt By madmen In top hats worshiping A despondent despot A long nosed, squinty eyed Overstuffed rodent."

Gershon Wolf February 5, 2022 at 7:23 PM Came back to this one tonight, and now I really Love it. The edge in the detail of your descriptions of Groundhog Day beg the question... and yet, we continue to carry roses. You are so right. Sheer madness... Still,... Great write, John. ~ Gershon

Charles Messina February 4, 2022 at 11:35 AM Great description of a groundhog. great poem all around, John. - Rodney Dangerfield

Gershon Wolf February 3, 2022 at 6:12 PM My sentiments exactly. ~ Bill Murray