The Cold – do we miss it?

We have to miss the cold because it means climate change is real and quicker than we hope. But ask me in a small way if I miss the cold. I don’t. The birds keep eating ravenously as though they had not noticed the cold has not yet arrived. A white rose continues to bloom on a bush at the side. No sleds, no snowballs.
Just the continuance of a world where I donot shiver. And know I should be hopeful to shiver because it means the worm has turned.


About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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