Jack Ellison Poet Narrative

Got Those Old Winter Blahs

Those winter blahs, they're with us again

They can drag us down without doubt

It makes us feel like cursing bloody murder

Can't take it, I just want to shout

After all these years I still can't stand winter

Indoors for at least six months

As the years fly by, it gets harder to endure

As a kid I enjoyed winter once

Not a complainer, enjoy life to the fullest

But I wish they could cancel winter

Might even try coercing those weather gods

As I let out an audible whimper

I'll continue to try to lead an exemplary life

If winter could just be canceled

Never to complain about the wind and the rain

As long as our winter is annulled

This obviously sounds a bit selfish of me

There's many enjoying the cold

Skiing and tobogganing and having a great time

I'm not cut from that outdoorsy mould



© Jack Ellison 2015

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Gwen Benita Mason Gibbs February 19, 2015 at 9:07 AM Hang in there Jack, Winters coming to a close. Jack Ellison February 19, 2015 at 3:27 PM I'm hanging... LOL love and happy thoughts Jacko xxx

Carol Eastman February 11, 2015 at 10:07 AM It's a mild and beautiful winter here so far. But it's back to cold temperatures this week. Oh well! I'll just cuddle up in a blankie in front of my window as I write. A fractured Goldilocks and bears would be nice. But am trying to work out a few crazy twists and turns. Got my very own computer chair on a super dooper sale this week! So I'm ready and raring to go! Tell Lady Cathie I have some cute stickers to dress up her rolling pin, for when needed, for you're almost as naughty as Dragon. Jack Ellison February 11, 2015 at 2:09 PM Cathie doesn't need any encouragement with the rolling pin thingy! Thank you very much... hugs xox

Neva Romaine February 11, 2015 at 7:54 AM Hey Jack, this is a great expression of how this powerful season can make you feel - just because I was born in the North doesn't mean I like the cold. I love this poem and thank you for sharing it. Well done. Be Blessed, Neva Jack Ellison February 11, 2015 at 8:00 AM A real sweet comment on my poem, my dear Neva! I really do appreciate it! Do come again... please! Love and hugs, Jack xox