Sunday, 13 October 2019

Planning Christmas


Cats collide being rained upon
Dry summer days have now long gone
Evening light fades
I flick my braids
Finger them now
Shy smile on show
Toddler sister follows me round
Without making one sound

 I like autumn when the leaves fall
From the sycamore tree tall
Scuff feet in leaves
Dad checks the eaves
Wear socks for hose
And warm night clothes
With our Lounge fire hot as a forge
And lots of snacks and food shall gorge

 Might get dressed up for Halloween
Perhaps I'm too old at sixteen?
Roads now icy
Driving's dicey
Salt is now spread
Got hat on head
Snuggling is good with my boyfriend
Check Christmas lists that never end

 Image found at https://www.seniorcatwellness.com/where-do-cats-go-when-it-rains/


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15 comments:

  1. Jae Rose13 October 2019 at 02:23

    I love your opening line - it sets the playful tone for this poem...Christmas already..Halloween first

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  2. Mary13 October 2019 at 05:17

    You have really characterized well that chill that is October, the changes taking place, the preparation for Halloween and the looking ahead toward Christmas.

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  3. Sherry Blue Sky13 October 2019 at 05:22

    You took me there, Robin. What a pleasant scene!

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  4. Vivian Zems13 October 2019 at 07:20

    A teenager’s world is so simple isn’t it? A charming poem.

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  5. Magical Mystical Teacher13 October 2019 at 09:50

    Preparing for a holiday that may or may not happen...

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  6. Magaly Guerrero13 October 2019 at 10:17

    The idea of being to all to dress up for Halloween at sixteen made me giggle. It's such a truthful reaction for some teens.

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  7. C. Sandlin13 October 2019 at 10:28

    A cheerful poem for a cozy reading day! :)

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  8. Sanaa Rizvi13 October 2019 at 12:33

    This is such a delightful read, Robin!❤️

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  9. Joel (@Stranded Tree)13 October 2019 at 12:39

    With the idea of "big box stores" stocking the shelves with Christmas decorations in the first week of October, I thought your title was fitting.
    Thank you for sharing

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  10. Truedessa13 October 2019 at 17:59

    This was fun to read and I enjoyed the way you weaved in the rhymes.

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  11. Margaret13 October 2019 at 20:56

    Sixteen - I want those worries again...

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  12. colleen14 October 2019 at 05:49

    A flashback. I like the last line about Christmas lists that never end.

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  13. dsnake114 October 2019 at 06:13

    your poetry is such a delight to read!
    poetry is wonderful, isn't it, when we can even take on the persona of a teenage girl?
    yes, i was a a small store recently, and it was playing Christmas songs. perhaps it was on a practice run or was it trying to improve sales?

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  14. dsnake114 October 2019 at 06:15

    ugh. "i was at a small store.."

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  15. Wendy Bourke16 October 2019 at 15:01

    A wonderful capture of this bright and vivid season.

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