Let it snow

My poem “A Plea for Snow” only won an honourable mention in a recent contest.

I should be happy that it at least got a mention. I was impressed that:

• It came to me on my lunch hour that same day, during my escape to a local cafe;
• It was witty, short and sweet;
• It had rhythm;
• It was seasonal;

Perhaps it didn’t obtain as many votes because:

• I bragged that it was written during a lunch hour while the longer, serious poems of others likely took days to evolve?
• It was a plea for snow and many people in the Ottawa Valley just don’t like snow?
• Some of the other poems were pretty good.

At least I can be consoled that I had an opportunity for priming the creative juices and getting in some fresh writing!

Le petit apartment is already adorned with bright lights to welcome Winter Solstice, recognize the symbolic arrival of a new child, and to shoo the blues away.

Thanks for dropping by and not disturbing the Tabby. She has been stalking a squeaky, vocal mouse that made its way into our home.

This seems to be an annual event, one not appreciated by the resident hypochondriac because it might be one of those deer mice and because… Oh geez!

On a lighter note, I appreciate the whimsy of how WordPress.com bloggers can let the snowfall activate on their sites every December. Can you see it?

We need just a little bit, enough to cover the browns and greys and to reflect the pretty, colourful lights.

What do you think?

T

 

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