SPRING

February 18, 2010

Yes, I’mm dreaming; it’s still February. Here or most places in the U.S. it feels like, and we still are in the throws of snows. Perhaps where you are you may be colder than if you were sitting like one of the cubes in an ice tray. Or maybe you’re in one of the supposedly hotter climates. In any case, here is where I’mm thinking of the not so distant future when ‘Spring’ comes to mind.

Those of you who do live in the balmy climes either here in the U. S. or in other countries are probably already experiencing Mother Nature’s flower inducing blanket of blue skies and sunshine. The birds are whistling and so are you.

Although not long ago and maybe still, all the U. S. states except Hawaii were lucky enough to have the white stuff in their weather mix; southern states included. Those who deny global warming have only to look to ancient history I suppose in order to justify their mind set. Ah yes, the two sides battle it out.

It seems really strange to mme that with all the evidence put out there, including Mr. Gore’s little frightening exclamations, that there still ARE two sides of the global warming argument. I’mm reminded of the fictitious story of Superman.

These times are seemingly a parallel episode. Anyone who has seen the movie or read the books if you’ll remember the scene when good ‘ol Jor-el, Superman’s father was involved in that tribunal or court case while trying pass along the information of the on coming doom.

He was, to no avail trying to convince the powers that be that in fact their planet, the famous Krypton, was facing an imminent demise. There too although he had the floor and a pretty good argument, no one really believed him. Most of us know that outcome, don’t we? I wonder if this story will turn out the same.

I’ve decided to compete with Mr. Branson’s crew and began building a private rocket ship of mmy own. I’mm not too sure where to point the thing but our moon seems as good a place as any although I think any number of the rubber bands I’ve chosen are a little too weak to lift mmyself, mmy cat FACE along with a case and a half of Guinness.

Trying to past the gravitational pull of our at most fear, the half a case is extra when thinking I may have to drop a precious bottle at a time just to be sure to make the outer limits of space and the safe environs of who knows where besides the earth’s moon? Lord knows that place will be in the same condition in no time when earthlings decide to inhabit it in bubbles filling up with land full. ‘nuther life

Well, in any case that’s neither here nor there. I’mm still looking forward to the coming spring. The warm blue skies and the aromatic fragrances of blossoming everything’s everywhere you look brings you springs scenes or even summers shorts; wild retorts of screaming beach balls, surfers racing waves, cotton candy, sandy shores, S’more’s at a campfire enjoyed near a mountain stream? Yes…

Fortunately for us, we’ve got all that and more to look forward to in just a few short months. In the meantime, we can still dream of the days coming when we too will join warm or hot as hell as the world turns and the sun shines our way once more; well at least after:
SPRING
Isn't it grand to have a warm, calm, slow daze
Watching hurried wings soar; statue lizard plays
It's nigh's to here the birds
There singing hi; pitched tunes
It’s nice to know 'ol Jack Frost
Winter's white blessed is through soon.
To walk among the blooming trees
It's coming, spring – sea’s waving, please.
'sNice to take the time
Passed the minutes; ours
'sNice to real eye’s colours,
Fields of green; raise flowers
'sNice to feel warm breeze; is too
Watching bird's free flight-Wow! Phew!
Sun raised plays, enlightened lift
Moon’s phase-change storms; winter rift
'sNigh's to see, touch happy things
'sNice to have the snow, sleigh flings
But thanks full yes, it's becoming
SPRING!