Catskill Winter,2015 Poem by Eugene Levich
Catskill Winter,2015
Blowing snow
And it ain't cocaine
Though it's white
It's three feet deep,
In drifts
Bones ache from head to toe
She says, "Go slow;
You'll have a heart attack.
Remember your back! "
Three blizzards in two weeks
Snow showers every day
Rake off the roof,
Then shovel
Afraid it will cave in, and
It very well may
The old snow blower this winter,
Has earned its pay
She can't get her car
Out of the
Driveway
Thank the lord for my SUV!
Four-wheel drive
And off-road tires
I remember worse winters
Way back when
But I was forty years younger
Way back then
At least we haven't lost
Electricity
Yet!
Hot soup hits the spot
On a cold winter's night
Hope the deer
Find enough to eat
Gino, to my/our December a showcase for PH poets, Section B................. immediately! bri :)
This poem is a real gem. It brings back so many memories...and I've never even been to the Catskills in winter. Really well done...
my favorite lines: I remember worse winters Way back when But I was forty years younger Way back then must have been some winters forty years ago, and BEFORE global warming. CAN you spell: I-c-e A-g-e? ? ? if it WERE cocaine, you'd probably have half of nyc and ct driving your way! with shovels! ! it would be gone in a jiffy; or is that a 'sniffy'? ? ? mind your baguette! ! ! bri :) attack/back......nice rhyming but a gruesome twosome!
Wow an awesome wintry scenes poem with exotic charms since i have only warm weathers. U wrote is so nicely with rhyming it in parts and other parts freeversing. So nice to read u again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/24/2022 11:38:56 AM # 1.0.0.959
Best weather report ever! Wonderful description felt the snow and the affliction that being there contends. Life, very hard in winter's jowls, my poor friend, wished a hand I could have lent. with all, you were still thinking of our animal friends, the deer, very touching at the end. Be well, stay warm and be careful. We need you to write Springs Sudden Birth.