Poetry Friday: “After the Storm”
Earlier this week, I was considering sharing another poem from my winter-themed children’s poetry collection. Then news broke about this major storm that is hitting us here in New England today and tomorrow…and I knew exactly which poem to share. (Whenever forecasters use a term like “potential historic blizzard” I sit up and take notice)
Tara at A Teaching Life is not only hosting the Poetry Friday festivities, but she also offers a snow storm poem – a classic from Ralph Waldo Emerson. Enjoy…and stay warm!
After the Storm
Shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel, .
only just begun…
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
wind is cold and blowing…
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
glad it’s almost done…
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
What?!?
.
.
.
.
I think it’s snowing!
- © 2012, Matt Forrest Esenwine
Hahaha! The plain and simple truth.
Shovel and shovel again…and again…and again.
Cracking up at that picture and poem! So funny! Hope the storm isn’t too bad where youare, Matt.
Love the wink and a nod to the “philosopher”, Rick Ross’, Everday I’m hustlin’! Your poem is way cool. Thanks for the early morning laugh.
Thanks, folks! Glad I put a smile on your face!
Matt, I hope it’s not THAT bad. But I remember storms where it sure felt like shoveling was a career. Maybe your poem is our warmup for any back-breaking effort ahead!
Well, they’re saying 2-3 feet is possible in some areas…so we’ll have to wait & see!
Hahahaha. xD Is that you in the picture? Nice expression!
Glad you liked it, Gloson! Yes, that’s me…shovelling snow again!
Another reason I couldn’t or wouldn’t want to live in New England. I love to watch snow falling outside but I don’t like shoveling!! The best part may be going inside for cocoa afterwards
. . . good luck this weekend!
Thanks, Jama!
Lift with your knees.
This is what I hear:
ROAR ROAR ROAR
ROAR ROAR ROAR
Snowblower eats some more…
ROAR ROAR ROAR
ROAR ROAR ROAR
Funniest part of your post: photo and caption. Good luck with the snow. We got nuttin’ in Maryland.
Well, I just finished snowblowing…so now I can shovel! We got about 20 inches here, although half an hour away, my folks got 30! Thanks for stopping by, everyone!
This is beyond my imagination having always lived in the south. Love the photo and I liked trying to sing your poem. I hope you finish shoveling soon and can warm up.
Thank you for stopping by, Margaret! (Yes, finally done now) I was born in Baltimore and lived in Nashvilel for awhile…so I find it amusing how crazy everyone gets there when they hear two inches might fall. “Kroger Alert, Kroger Alert! Everyone to the store to buy your bread and milk!!”
We got 32″ so we spent Saturday re-enacting your poem. Shoveled the front walk, the decks, the roofs. Oy. And it’s going to snow again on Thursday.
How much did you end up getting?