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White I and Ii

WHITE I One Degree All frozen My fingers white No color at all Beginning to worry They say turning blue is bad But think pretty blue-white fingers White white white white now a touch of blue Fascinating oh damn a pinky cracked off WHITE II One Outside One degree Like all is white No color at all Enough to drive one mad I’ve heard of a condition Doctors call it “white-mind-blindness” Those who fantasize sometimes get it But I am level headed tee hee hee

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Michelle Mac Donald

Date: 6/3/2011 6:43:00 PM

Uh oh...those tee hees sound strange enough!:) Sounded like the offset of Cabin Fever, Daver! Glad you got over it! Hope you're well...I'd read one of Andrea's comments mentioning that you weren't feeling great. Spring will lead off into summer...soon enough. Take care of yourself, keep well, and stay happy!! Best wishes, Love, Mikki

Daver Austin
Date: 6/7/2011 3:40:00 PM

Some think I may be senile, or a creeping alzheimers. Not a bit of it! Just because I talk to myself, drool, forget constantly, have a house full of kitties and laud the good-old-days. Tee hee hee eebbada eebada eebada - that's all folks. Love, Elmer

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 1/30/2011 10:10:00 AM

I am laughing out loud right now, Dave-- Thank you!! eek that pinky falling off did it for me-- you are a breath of fresh air, Dave-- just love this one :) enjoy your White days :D -- nikko :)

Date: 1/27/2011 12:18:00 PM

Interesting perspectives to ponder about. Thank you for sharing these poems with us. Have a good day. Karen

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 1/26/2011 3:15:00 PM

funny, yet i am sure it is a reality for some in this darn cold.... When you said that about the cats it reminded me of a dear lady who lived up the road when i was a girl she had two hundred cats I believe and they all would line up on the roof by the fire place in the winter. It was a strange sight to see. How many do you have?

Wilma Neels

Date: 1/25/2011 3:22:00 AM

Dave try and keep the pinky warm, you do end it off by saying you are level headed so do that and the doc will be able to save your pinky at least.. they will also keep you warm and the snow out of sight ;) thanks for the smiles, love Wilma

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/24/2011 11:18:00 PM

GREAT farce on snow, daver. Is it really that bad right now in Michigan. We all complain so much of winters but I recall the winters of my youth worse than what I see today. Thanks for your comments and for posting up your own new poem today. LUv, Andrea ps great line on your pinky!

James Peranteau

Date: 1/24/2011 4:30:00 PM

Very funny Dave ! Hope yer not gonna loose anything that can make her tickle ! *smiles* !!!! much love, james

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/24/2011 2:28:00 PM

Relax, Daver, save that pinky and have a doctor stitch it back on. LOL I did have frostbite once and it was more of a dark grey color. Now go make yourself a hot toddie and warm up by the fireplace. You make-a me laugh, my friend. Love, Carolyn

Elaine George

Date: 1/24/2011 12:24:00 PM

You did it!!!! What a picture you have painted with this double etheree, Daver. Lainie

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 1/24/2011 6:52:00 AM

Super good reading Dave .. thankxx for the white write and we will all be turning blue shortly if this cold does not let up luv..