Weather, Or Not
Neither game nor superstition,
January is a shady train taken
in hopes of some mysterious list
of sane gravity, somewhere in
a balmy future.
Chickens need not apply, especially
any who might hope for some grain
of warmth, or a welcoming figure
beside a blazing hearth, offering
a platter of fresh baked cookies
and a mug of steaming hot cocoa.
Elizabeth Crawford 1/14/2018
Notes: Have spent the past few weeks without a steady source of heat. It definitely affected my response to this week’s word list. Image is a pen and ink sketch, using repeat pattern drawing.
Posted to The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #334
gravity, grain, figure, taken, shady, train,
superstition, list, chicken, sane, January, game
And Poets United: Poetry Pantry #386