I’ve been winter whining, pining for the sun to come out
I’m tired of fog advisories with even more chance of rain
And when the cold hits my old bones it’s like I’m chasing clout
Vomiting sick rhymes which are primal vital signs of my strain
Thus, I take up this quill and spill the ink to pass the time
I’m kidding
It’s my laptop to type faster because my fingers are freezing
I’m not trying to be a sour grape in this season as I whine
But it’s fitting
Today I’ve been doing nothing but wheezing and sneezing
I don’t mean to be cranky and crabby but I feel crappy and batty
It’s like seasonal depression suddenly hit me on the head
The verse may be skanky and shabby yet the mood is happy and faddy
Thinking of warmer days while I’m bundled up in my bed
They call it radiation fog which is stretched across the valley
Making each day gray it ruins my incentive and authorship
It sucks to be stuck in this kind of weather while I dilly-dally
Complaining because all my nose knows is drip, drip, drip
Cleverly penned, Wally. Excellent write my friend. You had a couple of typo’s:
“Thus, I take up this quill and spill the ink to past the time” I think you mean “pass”
“Bu it’s fitting” this is the other.
Appreciate you
Damian
Thanks for the heads up Damian. I’m a little rusty since I’m just getting back to writing.
Always appreciate your feedback sir. Hope you have a great new year!
The Cailleach’s time of year is indeed a difficult one for many of us, my friend. When the sky refuses to wear that magnetic blue I love, I regrettably find myself “Winter Whining” as well haha. Your writing style and images here are akin to a cheekier Robert Louis Stevenson. Thank you for superbly poetizing your winter woes!
Clay
Thank you very much Clay, I appreciate your comment.
The weather in the Central valley of California has been pretty much the same. I can count the number of sunny days from the past 3 months and the morning fog seems to get worse. But either way, it allows me to observe and express this “seasonal depression” which isn’t too bad.
Hope you’re doing well.
W
Oh boy, do I relate to this one! I would say spring is coming, but there’s 2 things about that…allergies if it does come; and no guarantee it will. We’ve talked our environment to the point that nothing is solid and predictable. I totally get this one
Yeah, the allergies are a pain. I love winter and spring (the summers are too hot where I live) and the spring only lasts for a couple of weeks before the heat takes over.
Thank you for stopping by for a read and do hope you’re doing well.
W
I wait everyday for just a peak at the sun I get depressed on the grey days great write ❤️
Same crim. The fog has been really bad lately, I had to drive slower in the morning on the way to work.
Hope all is well.
Dear W,
A very relatable write. I hate having to get up in sections to make sure I don’t injure something in the process. And when did my nose become a faucet?? I wish I’d invested in tissue stock. Great to see you and Happy New Year! H 🌷
Sorry to hear you’ve been sick. This weather can be so difficult for some of us, but I know the California weather doesn’t compare to the harshness everyone has been experiencing everywhere else. Hope you’re feeling better by now.
W