Wintry Home Blues
January 22, 2012
It’s a brand new year, friend,
And so you might be thinking
Why’s that man’s happiness at an end?
The weather has got him drinking
It ain’t one thing more than I found
When the sky’s like a big grey bruise
Mother Nature’s blanket thrown down
I got the wintry home blues
Snow has come in to stay
More than a foot they been saying
I’m stuck in a world of white and grey
Just some sunshine, I’ve been praying
It ain’t one thing more than I found
Wishin’ it was up to me to choose
Mother Nature’s blanket thrown down
I got the wintry home blues
The only thing that’s got me to smile
Is thinking ‘bout my girl, sweet thing
Sure ‘nough being gone is her trial
Wishing she was here to hear me sing
It ain’t one thing more than I found
Finding I’ve got nothing left to lose
Mother Nature’s blanket thrown down
Singing my wintry home blues
MSBQ
Sorority, Indeed
January 2, 2012
An intriguing coincidence or, possibly, fate:
The woman went into labor on the afternoon
Of New Year’s Eve. The struggle lived up to its
Name, and she sweat and grunted for hours
Until, finally, the doctors had caught a glimpse
Of a tiny crown peeking out into the world.
The world waited with long-held breaths
As the locals filled bars and living room screens
To usher in another new year. ‘Tis an annual party
Where we are all invited in one hour increments.
The first, a girl, dark hair pasted against her
Miniscule forehead from her turbulent arrival.
The second, another girl, gulped her first lung-
Full of air and belted out a squealing wail.
The doctors and nurses couldn’t help but smirk
At the strangeness of it all: two girls already so
Unlike that they seemed to have agreed upon it.
The first born in one year, the other quite after.
Though twins, their sisterhood became something
Of a joke. They were polar opposites in all the ways
One could think of for two people to be
Different.
MSBQ
