Friday, 15 June 2012

June 2012. A true story











Towards the end of every May
I put my winter boots away.
Knowing that summer's coming soon
(And no-one wears their boots in June).

I get my sandals out instead
And paint my toenails cherry red
And wait for summer to resume.
(For I cannot wear my boots in June.)

Last night, the rain came down in buckets.
At last I flipped. And thought - oh, f*** it -
I'm hardly asking for the moon!
( I've put my boots back on. In June.)

27 comments:

  1. Wonderful, wonderful... I've been buying long cotton shirts and fancy waistcoats to wear with my new cropped jeans... All are sill in the cupboard because I feel too cold to wear them.

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    1. Dreary, isn't it? I am sick sick sick of winter clothes!

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  2. It's got the rhythm of Robert Louis Stevenson's childhood verses.

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    1. I think I must have had "in winter, I get up at night..." in mind when I wrote it - you're right!

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  3. I like it (your poem, not the weather)

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    1. But let's hope it cheers up for your wedding!

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    2. It will! (or at least, it's unlikely to be much worse)

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  4. 1st time here...I will be back. I came from Librarian who recommended your book Dead Ernest.
    love your poem :)

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    1. Welcome, Scrappy Grams, and thank you!

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  5. This resonates with me. It takes a lot to part me from my boots. At least the rain gives me an excuse to keep on wearing them.
    I love your brilliant poem.

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    1. Thanks, Joanna. I love my boots, too, but I also love my sandals...

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  6. I love it! Not the weather - your poem! x

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  7. I love your poem too - and it's still raining!

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  8. Thanks, Maggie. Not raining here. Blowing a gale instead. Sigh.

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  9. What an absolutely WONDERFUL poem. I love it. Please please please may I use it (with full attribute linking of course!).

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  10. I'd be honoured,GB. Extra Brownie points if you mention my books!

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    1. I wrote a post on Dead Ernest a few days ago. I had intended to drop you an email but it's still on the 'to do' list.

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  11. Depressing, isn't it, Colette? I've had to have mine re-heeled.

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  12. Now that's very timely as I was just getting my favourite boots back out the box on Friday! Great little rhyme.

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    1. I put my sandals on (cautiously) yesterday, and the weaher wasn't too bad, but I still have the boots to hand (so to speak).

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  13. Nice rhyme. I've got my goretex mac on too.

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    1. Thanks, Dee. I just wear my tatty old anorak again. And again. And.... (you get the picture!).

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  14. Lovely! Nice little cheery bit of rhyme, Frances. At least it made me smile :) even if the rain never seems to stop!

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    1. I'm glad it made you happy, Pat. Now all we need is some SUN (actually, I think I glimpsed it yesterday. Just).

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