For the record that’s “ave” as in the antiquated Roman greeting. Not “ave” like Ave Maria. It doesn’t really matter but I felt it was important to differentiate regardless.
You may recall a few weeks ago there was a wicked awesome ice storm here in Southern Ontario. It seemed a little on the nose at the time to publish a poem on the topic but now that it’s sunny and warm its time has arrived!
Hail Caesar! April 15, 2018.
Tiny rocks of ice sting my eyes
Weather Network told me no lies
Figured with layers all would be well
Venture now in this frozen Hell
Tundra before me stretches far
Start losing track of where we are
Wind hisses in malevolence
Capacity for violence
Rats flee back to their holes in fear
As do I, luckily home’s near
Back inside I know now of course
Firsthand our climate’s primal force.
Naturally the dog couldn’t have been happier and was highly offended when the walk was cut short. She’s quite a beast.
Time is a mite short for me this afternoon so I will bid you adieu. Make someone smile today. You can vote for yourself:)
-Alex Blaikie
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A fractured mind held together by cellophane and some used tack.
We should have a competition as to who has the worser (lol) Southern Ontario or Southern Manitoba. 😂😂😂
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Sometimes old language springs fom me and often with such occasions I must also explain. Im not always successful explaining as you are here without missing my point. Salut, good sir! Your new friend, Roo.
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“Venture now in this frozen Hell”- favourite line
(As I await the sun to defrost the hell)
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Hope the warm weather is here for a bit now.
Tundra indeed…
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Nice post.
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Great poem! You managed to make your rhymes feel natural, which is something I struggle with – well done!
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Thank you very much!
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