Poets in Winter

“A Severe Lack of Holiday Spirit” 
 
People hit 

the sauce in a big way all winter.
Amidst blizzards they wrestle
unsuccessfully with the dark comedy
of their lives, laughter trapped
in their frigid gizzards.  Meanwhile,
the mercury just plummets,
like a migrating duck blasted
out of the sky by some hunter

in a cap with fur earflaps.
 
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 “January”
 
The days are short,
The sun a spark
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.
 
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“Now winter nights enlarge”
 
Now winter nights enlarge
This number of their hours;
And clouds their storms discharge
Upon the airy towers.
 
Let now the chimneys blaze
And cups o’erflow with wine
Let well-tuned words amaze
With harmony divine..
.
This time doth well dispense
With lovers’ long discourse;
Much speech hath some defense,
Though beauty no remorse.
 
All do not all things well:
Some measures comely tread,
Some knotted riddles tell,
 
Some poems smoothly read.
The summer hath his joys,
And winter his delights;
Though love and all his pleasures are but toys
They shorten tedious nights.
 
 
 
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My Girls Stay In!

Elmira Mustafina
Cat on a Night of Snow 
 *
Cat, if you go outdoors you must walk in the snow.
You will come back with little white shoes on your feet,
little white shoes of snow that have heels of sleet.
Stay by the fire, my Cat.  Lie still, do not go.
 *
See how the flames are leaping and hissing low.
I will bring you a saucer of milk like a marguerite,
so white and so smooth, so spherical and so sweet —
stay with me, Cat.  Outdoors the wild winds blow.
 *
Outdoors, the wild winds blow, Mistress, and dark is the night,
strange voices cry in the trees, intoning strange lore,
and more than cats move, lit by our eyes’ green light,
on silent feet where the meadow grasses hang hoar —
 *
Mistress, there are portents abroad of magic and might,
and things that are yet to be done.  Open the door!
 *
Poem by Elizabeth Coatsworth                                         

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My Girls ~ Little Girl & Dixie
Painting by Elmira Mustafina                                             

The poetry of skating

Image: http://georgeszirtes.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-ice.html

The Rotterdam Dutchman, with fleet-cutting scates,
To pleasure the crowd shows his tricks and his feats;
Who, like a rope dancer (for his sharp steels),
His brains and activity lies in his heels.
The Dutchmen here, in nimble-cutting scates,
To please the crowd do show their tricks and feats,


The Dutch that in great
Large shoals used to meet,
And clapt their crook’d scates on their foot,
Now no more dare appear
To make folken stare
While on the smooth surface they float.”

“Fragments from Old Ballads DESCRIBING THE GREAT FROST AND FAIR ON THE RIVER THAMES IN DECEMBER 1684

My Cats by The Hearth

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My Cats by The Hearth
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It’s cold outside, the wind is blowing
Freeze in the air, soon it will be snowing
Nothing can be better on this whole earth
Just watching my cats sleeping by the hearth
*
Many a cat would be filled with delight
To be in a warm cozy home for the night
But for them it’s just a dream far out of sight
Only abandonment is to be their plight
*
All I can offer is this plea to all of you
Can you adopt a cat, or maybe even two
If you have a cat, can you neuter or spayed
By doing this less cats have to be saved
*
I feel a shiver as I here the wind howl
Oh so many cats tonight out on the prowl
I am filled with thankfulness gaiety and mirth
As I gaze at my two sleeping cats by the hearth
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My Cats by The Hearth

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My Cats by The Hearth
*
It’s cold outside, the wind is blowing
Freeze in the air, soon it will be snowing
Nothing can be better on this whole earth
Just watching my cats sleeping by the hearth
*
Many a cat would be filled with delight
To be in a warm cozy home for the night
But for them it’s just a dream far out of sight
Only abandonment is to be their plight
*
All I can offer is this plea to all of you
Can you adopt a cat, or maybe even two
If you have a cat, can you neuter or spayed
By doing this less cats have to be saved
*
I feel a shiver as I here the wind howl
Oh so many cats tonight out on the prowl
I am filled with thankfulness gaiety and mirth
As I gaze at my at my sleeping cats by the hearth
*
By Eileen 2012

Image: http://spiraln.deviantart.com/art/Fireplace-Cat-20210679