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A Rhyme While Waiting for Winter to End

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A Rhyme While Waiting for Winter to End

A good-humored complaint. Also haiku.

A. Christine Myers
Mar 6
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The weather has once again brought some uncomfortable temperatures. But the presence of winter can never quite remove some awareness of the eventual return of summer!

So I wrote this bit of nonsense rhyme.

A Silly Song for Winter in the High Desert

I live where it’s hot
Tra la,
Where summer is fraught
Tra la,
Where the spring and the fall
Barely happen at all
Because summer says “no!”
And they’re not.

But now it is cold
Tra la,
And the winter is old
Tra la,
And I wish that the sun
Would get on with his run;
Equinotical blow
Is too bold.

I could do with some spring
Tra la,
Not the snow and its bling
Tra la,
Though I feel like a fool
Objecting to cool
Because summer I know
Is a Thing.

But the tip of my nose
Tra la
Does not plan and suppose
Tra la;
It’s no comfort, I think,
Looking toward summer’s brink
While I find it is so
That I froze.


Then there are the little changes which the moon brings even in a clear night sky.

Half moon at midnight:
see how all the little stars
go tiptoe round her.


A little rainfall can be smelled from far away in the desert because of all the wonderful scents released by the waiting plants. Some of the more resinous varieties are fragrant enough to startle me even when I’m preoccupied. They supply their own sense of wellbeing.

Feeling frustrated,
I walked out late at night–poof!
vanished with rain-scents.


For those of you interested in gardening or even just in need of a burst of bloom today, you might like to check out my gardening newsletter, which I have migrated to Substack. Today’s post is about the Roman hyacinths which have been flowering in my young garden.

Small Sunny Garden blog
Cheerful Blues
Among the first bulbs I planted in this garden were a handful of the so-called Roman hyacinths. Five small bulbs went into the ground in autumn of 2021. I kept them watered occasionally and tried to avoid getting my hopes up too high. I had my doubts whether they would like the dry, gritty soil, whether they would get enough winter chill, whether they …
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