1104 Wintertime Blues Poem by John Knight
1104 Wintertime Blues
This Poem is dedicated to everyone
who thinks their Town or Village
closes down in Winter!
What has become of my poor Town
Now that the Winter's really is here?
The Cafe tables have been stowed
And all the cars are our of gear!
All the houses have been shuttered
They seem empty - quiet - still
All the gardens are uncluttered
There's no flowers on the sill!
There's less sign of bussling life
On the Town Centre Arcade
Where I'd sit and watch my wife
Haggle with the passing trade!
The Corner Cafe is very quiet
The freezing swimming pool is closed
No chance of Winter Regatta
Now the Harbour has all froze!
The old freindly French knife sharpner
Now no longer passes through
And Chop Low - the Chinese gardener
Has gone down with Asian Flu!
All the Station's clocks have stopped
And also has the daily train
Because so icy is the line
And deep snow's replaced the rain!
The local bar is changing hands
And the bookshop has closed down
The local park becomes a morgue
Since cold Winter came to Town!
Some folk really welcome Winter
The Town is now a quiter place
You can walk from dawn to sunset
Never see another face!
But it happens every year
Soon the Winter - it will go
Please cheer up don't shed a tear
Goes the Winter - Goes the snow!
And then soon will come the Spring
And the blossom all will grow
And the fledglings preen and sing
In the Sunny Springtime glow!
It is true John - - winter hast a sad blue air - - but we need reminding as your lovely verse does - that spring is growing under the covers - - a full ten for this - - from Fay
Thanks, Sir Knight; whenever I feel down this winter and need a lift; I will come to read your cheerful poem, in order to remind myself that Winter does not last forever! (smile)
Hi John This is exactly what my great grandad thought when he pinched that loaf of bread and got sent over here to Australia- We don't really have winter here, but there is no one bright enough to think of another name for what we do have. So we stick with 'Winter'.-10 from me
this is a lovely poem john im not from a town but think winter time closes down every place it sure did here anyway well done
Here in London John, Xmas brings massing crowds of people from all over the world to Oxford Street and Regent Street, the West End. Shopping, shopping always shopping and at times so busy that you are literally lifted along the pavements by the crowds! The Xmas lights are so cheerful and the shops are full of goodies with wonderous smells of food wafting through the air to wet your appetite for breakfast, lunch or tea. London is alive at Xmas, but there's a place nearby, where I live that I always used to take my children in the late evening at Xmas, especially when it was snowing because of the wonderful Xmas trees outside each little cottage or house in the white glow of snow covered pavements. The little fairy lights make the place look like a tale from a child's story book, magical and my boys would gasp and squeal with delight when they were younger to see 'fantasia' come to life. Forget Disneyworld, fairy lights and countryside with a little imagination is all they needed. love Ruthie: o) Ruthie
Beautiful blues of winter, and fine swing of spring...10... best wishes, Tsira
Some folk really welcome Winter The Town is now a quiter place You can walk from dawn to sunset Never see another face! ---> my favorite/ lyrical BLUES/ the Magic Sadness makes the Winter more and more BEAUTIFUL... Thaks For Sharing
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a lovely poem.. very true.. i like it alot.. i also love the form. i think you choose right.