Winter-tantrum

 

No, no, the patriarch of winter brutishly declares

I will not saunter quietly into the placid past

For I am not quite ready to relinquish the affairs

 Of all things white and boreal to a forgotten cast

And so he balls his fist and pummels Nature’s readied stance

He tromps across the boulevards bedecked in Wakening

With rancor, like an enraged bull he buffets the romance

Of Countryside all starry-eyed at suggestions of spring

The numbering of days is not in his favor, he knows

And lashes at the windows barred and shuttered to his wail

No sympathetic door swings wide to usher in his throes

So he unleashes woes in marble epitaphs of hail

He overstays his welcome like a guest without a room

A noisy mutineer, he blusters with threats bold and vile

Attempting to fluster the maiden with arms full of bloom

…he seems to sense to disarm him all she will do is smile

© Janet Martin

Already many power-outages in this storm…another ice-storm!

All schools near and far are CLOSED!

So, the silver lining under the silver coating is a longer long week-end which might be spent cleaning up tree branches and downed power-lines!

This hourly forecast is cause for concern! According to this, freezing rain will continue until 3:00 p.m!

 ...and still, in spite of it all, finches flock to the flailing feeders!