Snowed in

Goodbye, January.  You weren’t that bad…. actually, you were bad but, weirdly, I still felt a tenderness towards you when I turned the page of our calendar.

And just as you said goodbye and made way for  February,  you let fall a skyful of snow.

which held me hostage in my house for a day or two, since our son had taken our car to his girlfriend’s and got snowed in, and the pavements and side roads around where I live where quite the ice rink.

I did manage a short walk, keeping to the road and stepping back to the pavement when cars passed.  Unfortunately, our local Stanza meeting had to be cancelled because access to the venue was iced over.

So, to poetry writing then.  The kettle on, a house full of food (luckily I’d managed to stock up the day before).  All of my family away but trying to get home (son from his girlfriend’s, husband from a business trip to Copenhagen, daughter coming home from Oxford for the weekend).  The house warm, snowlit.  I had a look at The Poetry Society’s members competition, the theme this time is to take inspiration from the wordcloud pictured below, 99 of the most frequently used words in 40 years of the National Poetry Competition.

What do you think? Will I have written a poem by the time the snow’s melted? Whether or not you’re a Poetry Society member, feel free to dip into this poem prompt.

4 thoughts on “Snowed in”

  1. Beautifully written I love your writing X x 💕 Lynn

    On Sun, 3 Feb 2019 at 9:47 PM, Josephine Corcoran wrote:

    > Josephine Corcoran posted: “Goodbye, January. You weren’t that bad…. > actually, you were bad but, weirdly, I still felt a tenderness towards you > when I turned the page of our calendar. And just as you said goodbye and > made way for February, you let fall a skyful of snow. ” >

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