Ice Skating

Children Skating Painting by Percy Tarrant
People love to go skating, across the ice;
It may be rather chilly, but it’s just so nice.
People wrapped up in coats, gloves and scarves,
Share each other’s company, and also some laughs.
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Fairy lights twinkle, up in the trees nearby.
Excited eyes sparkle, and spirits are high.
Across the rink, the skaters twist and twirl;
On the ice, their skates create ornate swirls.
                           ~*~
Novice skaters hang on, tightly, to the side;
Their nerves, with smiles, they try to hide.
A good sense of balance is vital, to stay upright;
Wibble-wobbling about, some people lose the fight.
                               ~*~
Some skaters execute some amazing moves;
That they are old pros, they can easily prove.
Some people hold hands, as they skate around;
Taking in all of the exciting sights and sounds.
                             ~*~
The skaters’ noses and cheeks glow, rosy pink,
As they make their way around the huge ice rink.
Some of the first time skaters, tumble and fall,
And they just can’t seem to get the hang of it all.
                             ~*~
It’s a festive experience, which is hard to beat,
And, for many, it’s an exciting winter time treat.
To go skating, at an outdoor rink, people wait all year;
It’s an activity, guaranteed to bring some festive cheer.
Children Skating ~ by Percy Tarrant ~  1879-1930

* Keep Them Safe And Warm *

Gulshat Gilmanova - Winter

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

Painting by Elmira Mustafina
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Fall is Here

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  Fall is Here
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Fall is here once again
Only I can remember when
You and I walked many hours
Through the leaves feeling loves
powers
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Far beyond this quiet man
The colder feelings now began
Not just leaves turning red and gold
Your love is turning crisp and cold
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Fall is here once again
Was my favorite season, but then
Quickly it passes now into frost
I never see it, my love is lost
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Far beyond this quiet man
I was expecting a ring on my hand
The leaves fall, no sound, no delight
Gone forever into the cold winter night
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Eileen 2011
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Winter & Reading

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Glenda Gleave  — Tell Me the Stories of Jesus (800x723):

                                                         A Book

A book, I think, is very like
A little golden door
That takes me into places
Where I’ve never been before.

It leads me into fairyland
Or countries strange and far
And, best of all, the golden door
Always stands ajar.

                                                      by Adelaide Love

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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..
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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 
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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.
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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.
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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 —
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Mistress, there are portents abroad of magic and might,
and things that are yet to be done.  Open the door!
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Poem by Elizabeth Coatsworth                                         

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My Girls ~ Little Girl & Dixie
Painting by Elmira Mustafina