I love the smell of cold wet leaves, late in the Fall, but just a bit before Winter kicks in.
I love cold wooden floors
& huge cloud-like blankets to hide under
Preferably near a fireplace, all Winter long.
Sometimes I use periods
Sometimes I skip all the seriousness
But mostly I just sit here and exercise my brain
See, for a writer to retain the title of: Writer,
The writer must write daily. Not for minutes, but HOURS, preferably.
Recognize the poetry?
I need to write.
I need to exercise my brain
& pump some life into it for it to sustain.
I need the Winter for the sake of my brain;
From its cold plunges
To its beaches and snow-filled plains