It's raining
It's pouring
It's getting mighty boring!
- Gwen Beauregard
COLD PRESS
- Gwen Beauregard
- Montreal, Quebec, Canada
- i wrote some books and gave away library. i like to think that every poem is a love poem. i believe that "No" is a full sentence. i used to collect old books and young cats. i don't like noisy people, places or things. my three favourite words: yes, please, thank you. my favourite punctuation mark is the colon: i have a beautiful cat, a bicycle, an old typewriter, and a ladle. these things make me happy.
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Monday, July 04, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
SLOW DAYS
It was a dark and gloomy day. It is.
Spring has sprung a leak. Still winter here, except that instead of snow,
we have rain and gale force winds and, and, and...we were doing so well.
Long walks. Shaking off the winter blahs. Getting summerized.
Oh, we were doing well.
Which means:
Wait. We will do well again.
In the meanwhile, working inside. Shaking out the dust bunnies.
The usual.
When I have nothing much to want to say.
Well...this is what happens.
Nothing.
Spring has sprung a leak. Still winter here, except that instead of snow,
we have rain and gale force winds and, and, and...we were doing so well.
Long walks. Shaking off the winter blahs. Getting summerized.
Oh, we were doing well.
Which means:
Wait. We will do well again.
In the meanwhile, working inside. Shaking out the dust bunnies.
The usual.
When I have nothing much to want to say.
Well...this is what happens.
Nothing.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
WHERE'S THE CHICKEN?
This isn't about chickens at all.
It's about finding my own weblog.
Or maybe it's about --
WINTER!
Too much of it. It's fweezing cold here.
The ole' bod is caving in under it all.
"Snow mixing with sleet and rain" = "snice".
36F, feels like 17F! SE wind: 22mph.
If the cold doesn't get you, the snow will,
if the snow doesn't get you, the shoveling will.
Wish I were in Nice.
It's about finding my own weblog.
Or maybe it's about --
WINTER!
Too much of it. It's fweezing cold here.
The ole' bod is caving in under it all.
"Snow mixing with sleet and rain" = "snice".
36F, feels like 17F! SE wind: 22mph.
If the cold doesn't get you, the snow will,
if the snow doesn't get you, the shoveling will.
Wish I were in Nice.