On Ice
Fool that I am,
to take to the fields.
Trotting ponies
and rushing streams.
Follow my heart onto
sullied paths, muddied
with slips, slides
and jeopardies.
I’m antsy for warmth,
long sunny days, but
fool that I am, dressed
by cloudless skies.
Fickle January,
and its perfect ice.
Written for Miz Quickly’s Day 9: Errors, Photo © Cecilia Mary Gunther and used with permission with grateful thanks. Poem ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter
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13 responses to “Day 9: On Ice”
Hot stuff for such a cold subject Misky. Well done. I’m going nowhere in the sleet we’re having this morning. Have a Sun day!
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Thank you!
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We can just tell that you love the cold of Winter, really! 😂
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😂 We ordered some seedlings from Suttons yesterday, first step toward spring! 🌼🌱
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Mushroom seeds?……….Suttons for buttons! 😊
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Petunias and stuff. Alliums. 😁
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I’ve bought stuff from them occasionally. They’re very good. 🙂
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Yes, they are. Always good quality and dependable.
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👍
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My favourite bit is the last four lines. I love dressed by a cloudless sky. Your walk sounds fabulous to me. But I am only an Aussie and don’t know real cold.
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I forgot to look at the temps before going outside. 😂 it was really cold!
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😆 an easy mistake!
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“Follow my heart… slips, slides and jeopardies.” Lot of meaning there. One has but to look.
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