Sunset Shiverings


                       Sunset Shiverings


                When the sun goes down
                we shiver, it's cold!
                Stop complaining, you look so old!
                Inside,don a warm sweater.
                Ah, yes~ so much better!
                Now light the fireplace
                Warm my chilled hands.
                My lips.
                Glow!


                     November 16, 2019


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Nicholsen Avatar
September 2, 2022 at 3:02 AM
fun write
Romios Avatar
September 2, 2022 at 11:06 AM
Yolanda, hi! I have a Cousin Yolanda in Wisconsin. You make the second Yolanda in my life.this was a fuzzy pleasure to write. One of my latest poems, Wine Country, USA tells how hot it is here now! Ouch! Thank you, Yolandsa Pangie xx
De Beaulieu Avatar
September 1, 2022 at 11:45 AM
Hello Panagiota, when a couple is watching the sunset they have each other for warmth. then go inside and light up the fireplace to snuggle together and feel the warmth. Hugs xxx
De Beaulieu Avatar
September 3, 2022 at 3:19 PM
Hello Panagiota, thank you. Yes we all can relate to. One day when looking for something else you will find it. Hugs xxx
Romios Avatar
September 2, 2022 at 11:11 AM
Hello Darlene! What a lovely scene you created in your comment that we all can relate, too. I wrote a poem about that. But don’t know where to find it, Thank you for commenting, Hugs, Pangie xx Soupmail in half an hour!
Ray Avatar
May 4, 2022 at 9:13 PM
there i was on a sunny beach in Mexico when i was to meet a woman from Minnesota, born in sunny Arizona, worked in sunny California and alas, went to Minnesota for a decade....no truer lines have been written than yours...thanks for the remembrances of those chilly daily closings
Romios Avatar
May 4, 2022 at 10:38 PM
Hi Tim! Golly from the West to the Midwest? Ouch. I lived in Chicago for 30 years, then headed West. Love it, So sad you lost your woman. But memories shine like gold nuggets! Or warm fireplaces. Yours Pangie, great hearing from you. Great to hear from you,
B. Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 10:52 AM
Absolutely enjoyed your nonet, Panagiota.. So warm and lovely! Feeling cozy now.. A fave for me! Have a blessed day, my friend..
Romios Avatar
December 9, 2019 at 11:13 AM
How glad you liked this...and FAVEd it..stay warm Panagiota
Wolf Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 7:57 PM
Good formula for warmth midst the shivers! :) gw
Romios Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 8:57 PM
Yes, Panagiota
Poetry Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 11:30 AM
Nothing like starting a fire, outside and in
Romios Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 11:43 AM
Agree100 per cent
Lindley Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 8:58 AM
My friend, I have never written a Nonet. Yours is truly inspiring and reminds me that giving thanks for what we have is key to a far happier life! A fav..
Romios Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 10:02 AM
Hello Robert, I thought I would try the Nonet This, indeed was a fun write. Gratitude goes a long way. Your visit, appreciated.) Panagiota x
Theraven Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 4:33 PM
Panagiota, I like this poem wrapped in the warmth of a sweater in cold sunset. As the saying goes 'Cold hands, warm heart'. -Richard
Romios Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 5:08 PM
Check for the quote. "Cold feet, warm heart" Mouse needs a snooze. Squeak- squeak, PR
Sands Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 2:19 PM
A nice nonet Panagiota ! :)
Romios Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 3:51 PM
Heidi, thank you have a good weekend. Panagiota xx
Andresen Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 1:52 PM
- Lovely written, Panagiota :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Romios Avatar
November 16, 2019 at 3:50 PM
Bless you for commenting, Anne-Lise! Panagiotaxx
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