Poem: Mid Winter Blues

Mid Winter Blues

 by June Nash


he has the mid winter blues

tired of hearty beef stews

harsh winter winds cutting face

against which he’s forced to brace

icy walks that cause slips

and treacherous driving trips

by fireside his mind drifts

as through travel brochures sifts

dreaming of punches with rum

and becoming a beach bum

skin receiving a light scorch

from the sun’s fiery torch

then with a cough he awoke

dreams flew up chimney with smoke

wrapped in comforter of down

with sore throat and sniffles frown

Poem: Snowy Descent

Snowy Descent

by June Nash


Trees glistening laced in white

Fills our senses with delight

Down from sky flakes softly drift

The sky grants this special gift


First snow fall tends to amaze

Delightful glee on wintry days

Gazing at soft fluffy flakes

Start of Christmas spirit makes


Skate in figure eights on ice

Laugh when falling once then twice

For hot cocoa come inside

Snuggling by the fireside


While pure white snow gives delight

Old Jack Frost gives nasty bite

Wintry days are fraught with cold

As time winds on it gets old


Shoveling for the 13th time

Scraping windshields swathed in rime

Feet slipping on patch of ice

Dreams of tropics sure sound nice