Colorado Poem
It’s oh so hot in this writer’s loft
My words are dripping, sliding
The heat depletes every ounce of thought
and dehydrates my writing
This pen, it sweats every word it gets
and drenches the sweltering journal
but I’m determined to stay with my writing today
in this endless, relentless inferno
…ten minutes ago the heat bothered me so
but now I hear thunder and lightening
So, I grab my notebook and my coat from the hook
I’ll continue to do some more writing
I best finish though, before rain turns to snow
I hear that this weather is fickle
Colorado’s like that - we learn to adapt
as the rain spatters down to a trickle
Oh wouldn’tcha know It’s starting to SNOW
I can’t do my writing in mittens!
Oh wait, it’s okay - the sun’s back this way
(with the heat that I’m sweet on forgettin’)
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