The Uncommon Cold

A double enead poem (99 syllables in 3 stanzas of 6/5/11/6/5) written for this Carrot Ranch challenge with accompanying photo.

The bleak uncommon cold

of northern winters

speaks not to warmer Southern Hemisphereans

(well, bar Antarctica

and kitsch Christmas cards).

If I was there today

I’d want to leave soon

and sit by a fire with a dead tree book

sipping a fine cab sav

and munching hot toast.

Philistine, you may say,

seek horizons new!

But when icy chill has froze my nose and toes,

my ticket cum bookmark

siren calls me home.

10 thoughts on “The Uncommon Cold

    • Well, there are small parts of Australia that do actually get snow on a regular basis in winter and we have ski resorts etc. But the vast majority of us who don’t live in the tropical north have to make do with whingeing about ‘cold’ days of 10C (and rain when we’re lucky) and watching Scandi Noir obsessively. πŸ˜‰


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