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The First Day of winter
By Franklin Price
12/21/2016
The first day of winter
The sun moved to the south
The freezing cold on metal
Sticks to the tongue within your mouth
The light of day is shortest
As the sun is turning 'round
In many of the northern states
The snow is on the ground
Christmas only days away
I believe it's only four
I know the kids are happy
That it isn't any more
Santa and his many elves
Are filling up the sleigh
With toys for all the children
To discover Christmas day
New Year's day is next in line
The year is almost done
Glad I made it once again
That I'm not the only one
I know if you are reading this
That you have made it too
I hope the new year coming
Brings health and happiness to you
CAUGHT IN A TANGO AT CAPE HORN
whistles while he works ~
pavement is free of debris
on America’s south side
her slender feet slide
across legend’s windswept deck
~ tremulous tango
he boldly takes her ~
sure-footed and sensuous
her décolletage dips
a tortuous storm ~
a breathless virgin lighthouse
her knees nearly faint
firmly upholds her
in frenetic funnel dance
~ she dares to glance up
downdraft makes her swoon
~ spinning ballerina toes
caught in full embrace
with weak pulse she smiles
and balances as she walks
cautiously away
her cheeks wide-hip pink
he attempts to grab her shawl
~ she slides the glass door
unabashedly
asks her for another dance
his pulse beating fresh
she smooths down her dress
as sea salt whispers romance
~ she repins her hair
8/24/2017
Blowing in the wind contest
It happened to us twice
In a Southern city. May it
suffice to share one experience
with you.
We had moved and needed to obtain
new drivers licenses. After following
the GPS system without success, I asked
for directions to the local DMV office. We
did not realize that there was a separate
DMV office for drivers licenses which
is the one we wanted. Where we were
from, there was just 'A DMV Office'.
It served every purpose for vehicles
and vessels.
Realizing that we were new in town,
the kind gentleman said, "Follow me".
We grew up in the South but had been
residing in the West for more than
40 years. The world has changed and
grown more estranged than ever. We have
little to no time for each other; much less for
strangers. Goods and services must move at
'lightning speed', and everything must be
delivered 'yesterday'.
So, the "Follow me" reply to my request,
although most refreshing, took me off
guard, because it was very unusual. If
hospitality was a species, it would
most assuredly be close to extinction.
When we arrived at the front doors of
the DMV, I could not wait to express
our appreciation to the young gentleman.
He was indeed a treasure to his state.
I informed him that we had just moved
from another state, and that he was
the true meaning of "Hospitality".
073122PS
In the late 60's in 'the second city', on the south side at 43rd and Calumet, there stood a mission center to reach out to drug addicts and alcoholics
I recall there was a young lady 18 years of age and addicted to heroin And there was 'Shaky' on Calumet who left the program prematurely
I'd say to myself, "I don't see how he can last much longer out there" Once, I was confronted on the street by an angry and threatening man
But just in time, a good Samaritan came to my defense and rescued me He forced the angry man to tone down, to move on, and leave me alone.
I continued my mission in spite of my fears and inhibitions. I confess; I was afraid in the valley of the shadow of death. But in spite of my fear, the Lord was with me with rod and staff. Nearly 50 years ago, God sent someone, maybe an angel in disguise, to stand on my behalf. A college student studying for the ministry, I could have been name 'Shaky'. I cannot say that my faith presently is so strong that it destroys my fear. But I can say that God's grace disallows my fear to destroy my faith. My fear said, "Leave this area"; my faith said, "Trust and stay".
For the longest time, she was known as 'The second city'. But for me, she was and always will be 'My first city'. She is one most beautiful that I once knew. From a teen I lived, learned, and loved her for years just a few. There were times I feared her, but left her not for fear. She robbed but never abused or beat me, but yet I love her still.
A very bold one in character, but she is also on the windy side and cold. Although I left Chicago, the truth is that she remains in my heart and soul.
08022017cjPS
As days grow short and sunlight fades
Nature’s hues shift from bright to grey
in midst of plague, darkness pervades
the birds fly south but we must stay.
Together we will make it through
though days grow short and sunlight fades
our faith stands strong, our hearts are true
and so shall break midwinter’s shade.
In blackest hour when doubt invades
despair creeps in and all seems dire
as nights grow long and sunlight fades
strike flint to light the solstice fire.
All gather round our newfound light
quaff winter ale, sing old ballades
till dawn banishes longest night
as sun grows strong and darkness fades.
(Quatern with traveling traveling line)
October's proliferation of bold colors are gloriously on display
Trees crowned and wreathed with russet and bronze leaves
Fruitful are the harvests of grains, bundled in golden sheaves
It's the month when being outdoors invites everyone to play
My heart sings praises to God, for His hand supplies the riches
Cornucopias of gourds and apples for pies, already in the oven
It's the sights and pungent aromas of October that I'm lovin'
There's Halloween candy and broomsticks flying with witches
It's the time of year to wear sweaters when winds are blowing
Weep not for fallen leaves, for they will appear again in Spring
along with the avian flocks, traveling South on fluttering wing
before Winter's gelidity arrives, and suddenly it starts snowing.
~ ~ 10/2/2020 ~ ~
October Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
South West monsoon strengthens on month July, It increases the speedy surface wind too, The strongest wind speeds around 50 kmph by, Through the Palghat gap in the western ghats to .
It brings the seasonal heavy rain fall ,
The grinding stone flies in the July wind,
An old Tamil saying says about the wind all ,
The meaning of the saying is too blind.
That the wind reduces the atmospheric heat, And wipped out the disease measles or pox, A gusty wind is blown in the noisy streets, It makes a lull after the speedy wind's knock .
Green leaves are swirling around in the gale, Garbage blowing all over the clean town streets,
Hats and turbans refusing to put down and stay , The wind is unique in the people's heart beats.
when I play
against myself
and we both win.
I am writing words
in columns
while sitting on
a trampoline
and the train
is going by
three miles south
of me (I’m guessing).
I scared away
a morning dove
that was pecking
at the ground
below an empty feeder
that I’m too tired to
to fill tonight.
I will try
to teach tomorrow.
The Carolina wrens
are more persistent,
and braver when it comes
to picking seeds
at the feeder.
I have to be outdoors
once a day
to feel completely
alive and part of something
bigger and better
than me.
There isn’t room
in life
for redundancy.
I listened to
a white-throated sparrow,
a northern flicker,
and a northern cardinal.
A house finch joined
the chorus.
I am in North Carolina,
which is only north
depending on where
you are.
How about when stores jack up their prices
Then reduce them and call it a sale
I've been on to these devious practices for years
Their attempt to bamboozle us has failed
Annoying commercials that treat us like morons
As if we're gonna fall for that stuff
Like if you brush with mint flavoured toothpaste
Your sweetie will greet you in the buff
How about optometrists with really bad breath
As they lean over to adjust that eye thing
More than once I nearly passed out in the chair
Need a sign on the door with a warning
Or when you're at a game with the whole family
And a guy gets drunk and obnoxious
Using every cuss word ever known to mankind
You wish you could muzzle this ignoramus
You pay scads of dough for a vacation down south
And it rains every day of your stay
Your condo smells like the back end of a donkey
A most forgettable vacation I'd say
Well I'm sure most people can relate to these
You probably have a bunch of your own
Should be a service called Pet Peeves Anonymous
Or a help line you could contact by phone
© Jack Ellison 2013
It's Thanksgiving Day down in the States
Here's to all my many Yankee friends
Wish all you folks have a wonderful day
All my good wishes I do send
Florida was mostly my destination of choice
The Gulf Coast almost exclusively
Siesta Key is just a little south of Sarasota
Where the theme is semi-nudity
Those vacations are less common nowadays
Money's not flowing like it once did
However before the big man calls me upstairs
Wish to relive my days as a kid
Nostalgia I guess is what you would call it
Actually been there on your Black Friday
No offence but you guys are nutso
“Sorry, didn't mean that!” he said slyly!
Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving, I'll say it again
Enjoy this day with your families
There's nothing more loving and rewarding
Than to share a day of geniality
Here's to all my many Yankee friends!
© Jack Ellison 2013