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Coldest Winter’s Day

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I would say, with skies of grey,
This is our coldest winter’s day.
The skies of blue have blown away
And the cold, I fear, is here to stay.
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Sulky clouds hang overhead,
Frowning at those still abed.
The damp wind breathes its frosty breath,
As cold as ice, as cold as death.
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We huddle in our warmest coats,
We wrap our scarves around our throats,
We glove our hands and sock our feet,
We cap our crowns, oh so discrete,
Before we head into the street.
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©Denise G Allen, 05 July 2013 06:19

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Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!

28 thoughts on “Coldest Winter’s Day

  1. Oh Denise…
    I just turned on my air conditioner for heat relief. Your post is very welcome today!

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  2. Oh yes adeeyoyo.. you are right on the button with this one… talk about a brass monkey… and it does look as though it’s here to stay.. damn and I’m meant to be going to Rietvlei tomorrow for sunrise photos.. e.g. next to the dam at 6am, then your not sure with this cloud cover if it will be worth it…

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  3. Now you’ve made me shiver, adee. Glad I live here and not there. 🙂 Keep warm my friend. xx

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  4. This is our coldest winter’s day

    Far too many times the whole troubled world seems like this.

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    • That’s true, Carl, but don’t forget things don’t stay the same for long… that’s what is so wonderful about our world! Today I have Nat King Cole playing in my head!

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  5. Brrrrr! I d-d-didn’t n-n-need that reminder of c-c-c-cold! Even here, it is indeed chilly. 🙂

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  6. Fun to read this in an English Summer’s day. 🙂

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    • I’m glad someone finds it ‘fun’, lol! 😀 Btw, I see you are having very nice weather at the moment.

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      • In the south perhaps, but nothing special in our corner of the country, I’m afraid. We did have one good week in June, but that’s about it. There is still no “Notify me of follow-up comments via email.” box on my comments, I’m afraid. Can it be fixed? (Of course, I won’t see your reply to this comment either unless I remember to come looking for it. 😦

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        • I will check my settings again, Ben. I remember looking some time ago and couldn’t find anything. But WPress is changing all the time. For the last while I have had problems logging in and have often had to try up to 3 times before I was successful. Yesterday, I noticed that my posts don’t appear on Fb any longer and had to rectify that! 🙂

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        • The Americans must be spying on us and read my last comment. All your comments have suddenly appeared in my “Notifications”. Still no e-mails though.

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        • Well, Ben, it shows that they are aware and, perhaps, working on all the probs.

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  7. So tactile! And rhythmic, and built with a most appropriate vocabulary. An excellent poetic construction.

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  8. We’re having a few of these too at the moment. Those clouds can sulk all they like – bed is the place to be on a cold winter’s morning 😀

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  9. Oh Denise!
    I can remember a few months ago we were suffering in the cold and wet, while you were celebrating spring and flowers. What an amazing thing the seasons are.
    Pecker up, Denise!
    John

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  10. ah for one in the midst of summer you give me a rather nice shiver…smiles….the heat and rain are my playground right now
    so as you pine for heat i like yours…maybe we could meet in the middle…
    smiles.

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