Old man winter ~ you are way tooooo cold for me.
the daylight lengthens
warm wet winds blow gently now
old man winter sleeps
Winter’s chill is in the air, a frosty gasp
washing twilight in gentle, glistening songs
breathless dreams hesitate, rising from God’s grasp
hopeful hearts reach out, knowing their love belongs
wintery tongues tell their lies in glowing rhymes
washing twilight in gentle, glistening songs
each life is filled with blessings in pleasant times
I sincerely believe in His blazing fire
wintery tongues tell their lies in glowing rhymes
His love is taking me higher and higher
without Him, I’d be baffled by the wild storms
I sincerely believe in His blazing fire
because of this awesome love, who always warms
I keep praising the One who died on that cross
without Him, I’d be baffled by the wild storms
this love and grace I attempt to get across
Winter’s chill is in the air, a frosty gasp
I keep praising the One who died on that cross
breathless dreams hesitate, rising from God’s grasp
OLD MAN WINTER ,
WOULD LIKE YOU TO KNOW ,
WINTER REIGNS ,
AS LONG AS IT SNOWS.
SPRING HASN'T SPRUNG ,
BECAUSE OF HARSH WINTER WEATHER.
SHE'S ROLLING YOUR EYES
AND SAYING " WHAT EVER."
SUMMER WAS LAUGHING ,
AND SUGGEST SPRING EAT A CHILLI.
SPRING INTO ACTION AND
STOP BEING SILLY.
AUTUMN'S CONTENT
SHE WOULD LIKE YOU TO KNOW.
SHE ENJOYS BOTH ,
THE HEAT AND THE COLD.
Michael E. Harris
03242022
OLD MAN WINTER
SNUCK UP ON ME.
I REALIZED THIS
WHEN I SAW MY TREE.
NO LEAVES ON THE TREE
POOR TREE WAS BARE
WINTERS FROST
WAS IN THE AIR.
THE CLOUDS WERE GRAY.
THE TEMPS WERE LOW.
WINTER'S WINDS
WERE STARTING TO BLOW
THE DAYS WERE SHORT
THE NIGHTS WERE LONG.
A WARM FIREPLACE
IS WHERE I BELONG.
THE SNOW WILL FALL
WITHOUT A SOUND,
GENTLY LANDING
TILL IT BLANKETS THE GROUND.
I'LL WAIT FOR SPRING
SHE'LL BE HERE SOON.
LONGER DAYS AND
THE FLOWERS WILL BLOOM.
OLD MAN WINTER
DESERVES SOME TIME.
TILL SPRING RETURNS
WITH WARM SUNSHINE.
Michael E. Harris
01042023
The sunlight sparkling upon a solitary lake,
As the light exposes smudges on a window.
The clouds gather, and then the winds bring snow,
Leaving only leaves for old man winter to rake.
Nip my nose! Pound at my core!
I’ll frame a warm blanket ‘round thighs and toes.
Decorate with icicles door-to-door!
My darling and me, nuzzling like eskimos.
Together we can take anything that Winter throws.
Throw a softball of snow my way
and I will merrily call in the snowmen brigade.
They come armed with carrots and stones…olé!
Dear Winter, who will come to your aid?
I shiver! I’m afraid!
Forget about that, I’ll take a nice sleigh ride
down a glistening hill,
with my honey-bear by my side.
With speed bumps, it’s quite a thrill.
Please Winter, don’t set out to kill.
Bitty flakes on my lashes, shoulders; I shake.
My sweetheart will take off my scarf, coat and boots.
So warm by the hearth, we’ll not soon awake.
Before that…we drink cocoa, eat cake with dried fruits.
We will dream of you, Old Man Winter and your pursuits.
12/14/2021
I WOKE UP THIS MORNING
TO A KNOCK ON THE DOOR.
I SAT UP IN BED.
PUT MY FEET ON THE FLOOR.
I LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW.
GUESS WHAT I SAW?
ALL SIGNS SAYING
IT'S THE LAST DAY OF FALL.
I LOOKED THROUGH THE PEEP HOLE
WHO DID I SEE?
OLD MAN WINTER.
JUST SMILING AT ME.
WINTER SHOWS UP
AT TIMES BY SURPRISE.
EXCEPT OR REJECT
YOU JUST CAN'T DENY.
I THOUGHT I WAS READY
FOR WINTERS SURPRISE.
SO I OPENED THE DOOR
AND I OPENED IT WIDE
LETTING ME KNOW
HE'S WELL AND ALIVE.
WITH FROSTY BREATH
AND SNOWFLAKES IN EYES
WITH DROPPING TEMPS
AND FALLING SNOW.
AND FROM THE NORTH
A COLD WIND BLOWS.
A WIZARD OF MAYHEM.
OLD MAN WINTER.
CHILLED ME OUT
WITH A WINTERS BLIZZARD.
Michael E. Harris
11092021
Encouraged and Inspired
by our Good Friend and
L.A. Marathon Legacy Runner
Retired School Teacher
Denny Smith.
Old man winter has a chilly blast.
Oh, thank heavens it does not last.
Feel the wind and the snow,
Piling up on the chateau.
The effects of winter are vast.
The earth lies still; trees are bare
A hint of frost is in the air
Brittle leaves are swept away
By wind-gusts set in skies so gray
The ground shivers, right through my bones
Summer's heart transformed to stone
Old Man Winter's set foot in town
Soon to every living thing surround
NO GODS ALIVE CAN BE SO COLD,
LIKE OLD MAN WINTER WHO IS TRULY OLD.
OLD MAN WINTER HAS A RIGHT TO EXPRESS.
HE CAN FREEZE THE EAST WITH JUST ONE LONG BREATH.
OLD MAN WINTER HAS EVERY RIGHT TO LET YOU KNOW,
HE CAN LOWER THE TEMPS AND MAKE IT SNOW.
OLD MAN WINTER IS NOT REALLY MEAN.
HE DOES WHAT HE DOES BECAUSE MOTHER NATURE'S SUPREME.
HE'LL GIVE YOU A WHISTLE WITH A SWIRLING WIND,
A SIGNATURE KNOCK A STORMS COMING IN.
HIS SIGNATURE FROST IS MAGIC TO TREES
PUTS MAPLE TO SLEEP TO STORE LIFE FOR THE SPRING.
IF NOT FOR WINTER THE SUN WOULD SHINE
WITH A CONSTANT HEAT THAT WOULD MELT OUR MINDS
I OPENED A DOOR,
TO WIND AND SNOW
OLD MAN WINTER
AND TEMPS 20 BELOW.
TO BE IN HIS PRESENCE,
WAS INCREDIBLE THRILL.
TO HEAR HIM SPEAK,
JUST GAVE ME THE CHILLS.
I WAS OFFERED A WINE,
DERIVED FROM RICE.
OLD MAN WINTER
HAD A BOURBON WITH ICE.
OLD MAN WINTER
HAS A REALLY TOUGH ROLE.
HIS EARTHLY HOME,
IS BLOW THE SOUTH POLE.
OLD MAN WINTER
IS IMPORTANT TO ALL.
HE CONDUCTS BUSINESS,
AFTER THE FALL.
HE READIES THE GROUNDS,
FOR THE ARRIVAL OF SPRING.
AND ALL THE WONDERFUL,
THINGS SHE BRINGS.
SUMMER WILL FINISH,
WHAT SPRING HAS SPRUNG.
FALL WILL HARVEST,
AND THE CYCLE IS DONE.
I BEGAN FEELING COMFY,
IN THIS PALACE OF ICE.
I POURED SOME MORE WINE,
DERIVED FROM RICE.
I LISTENED TO OLD MAN,
WINTERS SPEECH,
AND HOW IMPORTANT
IT IS TO TEACH.
IT IS ESSENTIAL,
TO UNDERSTAND,
OUR ROLE ON EARTH,
AS MODERN MAN.
I ENJOYED HIS LECTURE,
ON THE CYCLE OF LIFE.
AS I FINISHED MY WINE,
DERIVED FROM RICE.
IT WAS TIME TO MOVE ON,
IT WAS TRULY A PLEASURE.
I APPRECIATE WINTER,
AND ALL TYPES OF WEATHER.
MICHAEL E. HARRIS
02112017
Powder snow playfully dancing, watching the sky
The mercury in the thermometer shows three degrees minus
Mystery veil over bare branches
King winter has arrived, with white dreams
The pine wood atmospheric silence, with sharp wind from the north
Deep moose tracks on the trails - The king of the forest
I will never cease to amaze me over;
Where can I find "Old Man Winter" track
14.01.2017
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Rain, rain go away,
We are tired of these dreary days.
Please leave us some fiery leaves to see,
Before Old Man Winter rolls in with glee!
THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF WINTER, IS A SIGN,
OF WHAT OLD MAN WINTER, HAS IN MIND.
OLD MAN WINTER IS UNBELIEVABLY KEEN,
CHECK OUT HIS HISTORY TO SEE WHAT I MEAN.
HE SETS US UP TO THINK ALL IS WELL.
THEN UNLEASHES A BLIZZARD FROM HELL.
WE SHOVEL THE SNOW AND CLEAR THE STREETS.
AFTER A DAY HE DUMPS THREE MORE FEET.
HE WILL MAKE IT SNOW FOR A VERY WHITE CHRISTMAS.
IN HIS OWN WORDS "YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS"
HE DELIVERS JOY FOR THE SNOWBOARDER TYPE,
BUT AT 12,000 FEET IT'S A FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE.
BACK IN THE CITY IT'S FREEZING COLD,
QUITE THE HAZARD, FOR THE WEAK AND THE OLD.
JUST OFF THE LAKE , IT WAS FORTY BELOW.
EFFECTS OF THE WINDCHILL OR SO WE ARE TOLD.
DOWN FROM THE NORTH AND ACROSS THE PLAINS,
WHITEOUT CONDITIONS ARE PURELY INSANE.
OLD MAN WINTER LOVES FREEZING RAIN.
IT'S HIS WAY OF INFLICTING PAIN.
FROM TIME TO TIME WE JUST DON'T KNOW,
WHAT IS MEANT BY COLD WET SNOW.
JUST FOR KICKS HE LIKES TO TAKE DOWN TREES,
BY FREEZING RAIN AND ASSERTING A BREEZE.
NEVER, NEVER, CALL OLD MAN WINTER A *****.
YOU'LL FIND YOURSELF, OFF THE ROAD IN A DITCH.
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