Tag Archives: cold

autumn scene

colder weather… rain…
wind sticks dun leaves on the pane
love, let’s loll in bed…

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

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architecture 101

perfect dome of snow
sculpted by the wind and cold
on the round deck table

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2016

nature’s blustery ruse

racing through fields   winds
strew noise  chill  clouds  snow and gloom
life’s heart seems stilled

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2015

haiku – late winter walk

sun bakes my bald pate
wind freezes my craggy face
caught between two loves

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2013

Walking in the rain

Walking around in the rain can be a pleasant experience when it’s warm;  you just know that, even if you’re soaked to the bone, you’re not likely to shiver, or quiver, or shake with chills.

But walking in rain in the near wintry days of November or the late Winter days of early March is a gruesome task, a punishment, almost like being in a dark, dank, flowing dungeon, waiting for the rats to appear, and – uh, oh – that shadow up ahead may be the guillotine.

At last, relief!  A cruel respite but release from the cold rain nonetheless. (But, really, what is that thing up ahead?  Oh, yes! Of course!  The massive hulk of the oak near the turning of the path…)

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll  2012

Query on the last night of the year

Blossom of night, what manner of fruit
is of your dumb begetting?
Foul vapors of the spirit to mar
the visage of the newborn day?
Or splendid jewels of thought’s sweet dew,
to catch the light of the morrow’s morn?

All is silence, except for straggler leaves
stirring among the sullen branches
or skittering across the cold ground.

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll  2011

Divine Punishment

[The following narrative employs the manner of thinking (loosely defined) of many so-called religious individuals to explain natural phenomena – and I’m not alluding to ancient Greeks, Romans, Egyptians or Babylonians.  But then, it just may be true.  ~ G.V.D.]

The United States and Europe are being punished by the Lord with extreme and unusual weather in the forms of torrential rains and floods with mud slides on the west coast of the U.S., and extreme cold and snow in Europe.  This can be no coincidence; the Lord is angry because of the way  Julian Assange has been mistreated by the U.S. Government and those doing its bidding in Europe, especially the pharisaical and feckless British; the lustful, wicked Swedes; and the miserly Swiss.

Recall the words written in the Gospel, the Good News of the Lord:  “And ye shall know the truth and the truth shall make you free (John 8:32).”  But what have those tools of Satan, yea the modern day Gog and Magog, done to His latest messenger when he brings truth to the multitudes living their days in darkness?

Need I go over the millions of words?  The videos?

Wake up America!  Wake up, Europe!  Do the Lord’s will — before it is too late!