Fair warning. This is a little stupid, but winter has me feeling like a caged animal. Poetry isn’t really my thing, and that includes reading it and writing it. I have no idea why I wrote this. Maybe because winter is making me a little mad?
Coldness seeps into my bone
I fall into a hibernation zone
Hunched over stiff and sore
Winter is a stubborn chore
Long hot showers mask the sorrow
More snow due the day after tomorrow?
The earth is brown and dead
And I never want to leave my bed
Indoors are feeling so tight
Everyone finds a reason to fight
Kids scream and destroy my house
Distraction: I turn on Mickey Mouse
Food provides comfort to my soul
And more chili goes in my bowl
Summer please come back
Bring on the mosquitos let them attack
Fond memories of sunburn and sand in my crotch
Even the camping trip I will botch
Fire pit parties, beers in hand
Happiness spread across the land
Warm and star filled night
I’m crying right now, what a sight
Outdoor concerts fill the land
Heads bopping to the reggae band
Hippies dance a carefree show
Birds chirp and fireflies glow
Winter, you are a shit
I know I’m throwing a fit
It’s a sad kind of day
When the winter blues won’t go away
Take the boots and parka too
My lips are the color blue
Dry hands snag on my shirt
Champed lips crack and hurt
Dang you winter, we are not friends
I’m counting the days until you end
The daffodils are popping out
Your days are numbered I have no doubt
Melisa Peterson Lewis 