Fall’s Scepter – A Poem

Autumn; Winter waits every year to see her, His persona attracted to her warmed temper. But she arrives before him, often not by much, And, exits on winged Demeter’s pumpkin patch. His chivalric quest, epic as that of Sir Gawayne, He plies her with gifts near the Etruscan plain, They vanish like ice cubes inContinue reading “Fall’s Scepter – A Poem”


Winter’s hand clasp tightly to its currency- a mind-numbing minus fifty one degrees Celsius and change today. Smoke stacks across the city spend their precious fuel, To warm hearths across the northwest capital’s skyline. As the city awakes to mother nature’s latest sub-zero transaction; Huddled in homes across the frozen landscape, Some are grateful thatContinue reading “Sub-Zero”

Mid Week Words on Winter

“What if winters were only there to make flowers bloom and not to see them dying in summer heat?”― Crestless Wave “Don’t worry about negative temperatures because minus times minus equals plus. If you are not very good at Maths, then put some rum in the tea.”― Ljupka Cvetanova “I love winters. I can pretend to haveContinue reading “Mid Week Words on Winter”

Winter, “Now is the time of fresh starts”

“Now is the time of fresh starts.This is the season that makes everything new…you need December before you can see that a landscape of new fallen snow is THE REAL YOU.December has the clarity, the simplicity, and the silence you need for the best FRESH START of your life.”― Vivian Swift “And when old Winter putsContinue reading “Winter, “Now is the time of fresh starts””

Cheer for the day

As the days grow shorter (if they haven’t already where you are), it can sometimes be challenging to keep one’s cheer, one’s joie de vivre, one’s joy for living. Moreover, one’s get up and go, seems to have got up and went. It becomes that nostalgic time when – lounging in fuzzy slippers becomes aContinue reading “Cheer for the day”

“Things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered.”

Here in the, sort of, North West, winter has come. It is just a few flakes for now which began yesterday but, you know what is coming. I enjoy the fall and there is still the beauty of the fallen leaves to look at. In the fallen carpet of shades of brown, I do notContinue reading ““Things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered.””