Daver Austin Poet Etheree

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 June 3, 2011 at 6:43 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 June 7, 2011 at 3:40 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. January 30, 2011 at 10:10 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 :)

January 27, 2011 at 12:18 PM Interesting perspectives to ponder about. Thank you for sharing these poems with us. Have a good day. Karen

Doris Culverhouse January 26, 2011 at 3:15 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 January 25, 2011 at 3:22 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 January 24, 2011 at 11:18 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 January 24, 2011 at 4:30 PM Very funny Dave ! Hope yer not gonna loose anything that can make her tickle ! *smiles* !!!! much love, james

Carolyn Devonshire January 24, 2011 at 2:28 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 January 24, 2011 at 12:24 PM You did it!!!! What a picture you have painted with this double etheree, Daver. Lainie

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 24, 2011 at 6:52 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..