Tuesday, December 17, 2024

Signs of the Season

It wouldn't be Christmas without my acknowledging the season. Granted, this is a repeat but it still holds true.


Signs of the Season


Deals flooding my e-mail.

Catalogues jamming my snail-mail.

Salvation Army Red Kettles.

Buys on cars sporting big bows.

Seasonal beer and coffee brew options.

Toys for Tots drop-off points.

An increase in Fed Ex and UPS trucks.

Flour, sugar, and chocolate on sale.

Sweets for the taking or making.

Tempting steals for myself.

Our Money Tree plant dropping its leaves.


It must be Christmastime.



Marilyn Aschoff Mellor

Tuesday, December 3, 2024

Uptick in Temps

From this northern icebox I look back now and think why was I complaining about warmer autumns?


Uptick in Temps


Trailing the fall equinox

into the forest, a string

of runaway highs (like sparks

chasing an accelerant) blazes

both the bears (drooping

in black furs) and the funky

smelling hunters (dripping

in flannel shirts) aiming for game.



Marilyn Aschoff Mellor

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