Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

The Heat of the Moment

It was chilly in the country
So we had to use the heat
To warm up our little weekend place,
Our Pocono retreat.

Electric heat’s expensive
So we only turn it on
When we’re in the house, but it stays off
Most often when we’re gone.

In wintertime, we set it low
Just so the pipes don’t freeze
Even though our bill increases
By a number of degrees.

Now, we’ve had the house for many years
And follow some routines
But at times it seems that aging
Or distraction intervenes.

So today, the first time ever,
Spoiling many lucky streaks,
We forgot to turn the heat off
And we won’t be back for weeks.

With some luck, we’ll reach a neighbor
Or a friend of ours who’ll take
Time to fix the situation
Or we’ll pay for our mistake.

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Robert Johnson October 8, 2019 at 7:20 PM Don't worry ilene, the mice will love the warmth. :)

Kim Rodrigues October 6, 2019 at 7:26 PM Oh boy! Hope all turns out well! Have fun at your pocono retreat!

Gershon Wolf October 6, 2019 at 7:06 PM Can't think of a more helpless, frustrating feeling than this---like in a taxi stalled in traffic, going nowhere, with that meter running and running and running... Good luck reaching someone in the Poconos, Ilene! Best wishes, Gershon

Ts Poetry October 6, 2019 at 5:01 PM Maybe it's a sign you need to back sooner for a retreat

Jan Allison October 6, 2019 at 5:01 PM How lovely you have a weekend retreat it must be so so different from life in the city, hope you can get the power turned low or it will be a weekend to remember for all the wrong g reasons:-( Hugs Jan xx Jan Allison October 6, 2019 at 5:23 PM The title is so clever too! Xx