Brrrr Thursday
Baby it’s cold outside
Jackets and scarves required

Brrrr Thursday

The air is crisp and clear
The sun is out in it’s full regalia
The city is awake

Brrrr Thursday

The café is almost empty
Too cold to come out
People huddled with their coffee

Brrrr Thursday

Baby it’s cold outside
Hard to go out
Bed sounds nice where it’s warm

Winter is here and
Brrrr Thursday

brrrr...


snow-capped mountain
air so crisp
neat lines
nosetip gets sleety touch

warm inside
cosy in here
with memory-touches
of rain

so
here's a clear and crisp dispatch
abiding little dispute -

amidst the falling snow
on coldened hands
and needed fingertips
a brush of temperate smiles
all hid and bundled up
in ready bows
just for you

smile a while
you never know
when the sun may catch your dial

Biting cold, rain, sleet and snow,
Temperatures very low,
Crunchy grass, freezing mornings,
Roads like glass; weather warnings!
Traffic jams, travel chaos,
Accidents to delay us.
Buses, trains stuck at stations,
Many flight cancellations.

Time for wearing winter gear
When coats and hats reappear,
When gloves and scarves are the norm
Anything to keep us warm!
When crying eyes, runny nose,
Frozen fingers, tingling toes
Are the order of the day;
Hard to keep the cold at bay.

Schools are shut to kids delight,
Can’t make work though try you might.
Home is where most folk are at
Turning up their thermostats
Heating on all night and day,
Kids indoors, not out to play.
Most folk staying in no doubt
Happy they need not go out.

But all do not have such luck
Perhaps a good time to look
In on neighbours the odd day
To make sure they are ok.
Maybe help the homeless too,
Do anything we can do
To ensure we all weather
These Winter storms together.

Brrrr Tuesday
Baby it’s cold outside
Jackets and scarves required
The air is crisp and clear
The sky is clear gray
The city is awake
Traffic moving
The café is almost empty
Too cold to come out
People huddled with their coffee
The steam offering warmth
Baby it’s cold outside
Hard to go out
Bed sounds nice where it’s warm
Winter has returned
Brrrr Tuesday

I'm starting to see things differently

No anger, no sadness, no joy

but rather, a cold feeling, sure, it makes sense

brrrrr

as I lay myself down shivering, shaking

brrrrr

Where'd you go, huh?...

brrrr

Not doing so well

brrrr

Break the ice already. Just shatter it.
Stop doing this, just be real.
The decision in the end does not matter.
This fuckery going on right now though.

brrrr

whatever.

Expect laughter, if you've become what you've despised.

Expect much, much, much, much, much, much, much, much, much, much laughter.

so cold.
**better start the fire

--something about “this is what love feels like”
-- or “this is how love is supposed to feel”
questions; “how do you feel?” and nothing but silence.
cold and old
growing
frozen toes
warm water, you and me, can't wait
always wet, drying
slowly in the night
mildew grows
and we mold more than the
cracks between my bed and the wall.

Talking to you is a cuddle puddle,
a misgiving kiss, a hit hit triple miss
apology, I can't tell you what I think
because they're awful things. And when I say
things so sweet
I feel like you're falling out of love with me.
I'm a vulnerable mess stuck in a guess
and I guess and guess wrong
-there's that word again
wrrrr were brrrr buuurrrrr
your skin is ice, so nice
mine is tucked and full of rice
nothing else but kitchen help
you hold me from behind
won't look me in the eye
thinking of someone else.

Nothing's wrong
(get over it).

I'm checking myself out
like in a grocery store
for the panicked and
newly born, freshly torn
lovers that still don't know much
about each other.

A few conversations held close to heart
easily dissected, something to relate to
when you're feeling lonely, or just drunk
nauseous, leaving early because it's too much
for beginners to start with.
And if you're just beginning
then you better start
learning how to learn.

It's cold, I'm shivering.
My fingers are numb.
Brrrr! I'm trembling.
Can't wait for the Sun!
The heat of her kisses
All over my face.
The warmth of my Mrs.
No one can replace.
When My Summer comes
I know I'll get wet.
It'll drip from my thumbs,
All covered with sweat.

The rays of her fingers
Are just like the Sun.
My senses are tingled;
The Summer is fun.
When My Summer's here,
So hot and so soft,
I wont have a care,
When my clothes are off.
I've waited so long
To dip in the pool.
I can't do it now,
Because it's too cool.

My Summer will place me
In her loving embrace.
And she will take me
To fill in her space.
Convulsions from Sun strokes,
I can't wait to feel!
My Summer don't mind folks
Keeping it real.
When hot *******
Goes in so deep,
******* sensations
Will put us to sleep.

Perhaps one day you'll write for me
Like in the days of old
You let love go
it will come back
at least that's what I'm told

Perhaps one day I'll be the one
Oh would you be so bold
Just let love go
It will come back
At least that's what I'm told.

Perhaps you just might not return
Is that how it will unfold
I let love go
And it got lost
And now it's freezing cold.

Resting on my cross,
Moss crawling it's way up.
Interrupt, crows break the silence.
Ever since my mouth has become sown shut.

That image of the woman,
Has been stuck inside my head,
Dread, that sudden realization,
Migration impossible I am tied to a cross.

Around me is grain,
Pain of blandest stings my eyes.
Sunrise is coming,
Running to me she smiles.

Fixing my coat she picks at the straw,
Caww caww, she mocks the crows.
Oh that smile warms me,
Please stay here.

All done now she leaves with a hug,
Tug on my cross I want to wrap my arms around her.
Brrrr winter's breeze blows by,
Goodbye sunrise.

Night falls upon my space,
Taste, the crows all swarm me for salty tears,
Years of torture the crows pick me apart,
No heart, no courage, no brain.

Just the pain of the cross.

I can’t sleep
The time ticks
My mind is racing

I can’t make a peep
Headphones on playing Hendrix
I can’t stop pacing

I hear a knock
I open the door
There is no one there

I close and lock
I’m cold to the core
I’m losing my hair

I can’t rest
I can’t stop
I’ve got 3 more hours

Until the day's quest
When I can skip and hop
While I pick some flowers

And I will see her
My sunrise
In the morning

It’s cold; brrrr
To sleep would be wise
But I know I’ll be tossing and turning…
© okpoet

Nanindug ang balahibo
Ni-utog ang atngal
Nikupot ang itlog
Sa katugnaw sa hangin
Sa taas sa buntod, kilid sa bayabayon

Brrrr
It’s cold outside
The sky is gray
With a feeling of rain or snow
People are bundled up
In coats, hats and scarves
Brrrr
It’s cold
At home
People hide under blankets
Seeking any kind of warmth
A fireplace is welcome
For both people and animals
Brrr
It’s cold outside
Winter is on its way
The season is changing
Snow, sleet and cold rain
Get ready

Brrrr today
Baby it’s cold outside
Jackets and scarves required
The air is crisp and clear
The sky is clear
The sun is out in it’s full regalia
The city is awake
Traffic moving
The café is almost empty
Too cold to come out
People huddled with their coffee
The steam offering warmth
Baby it’s cold outside
Hard to go out
Bed sounds nice where it’s warm
Winter is here and
Brrrr

Brrrr  
Baby it’s cold outside
Jackets and scarves required
The air is crisp and clear
The sky is clear
The sun is out in it’s full regalia
The city is awake
Traffic moving
The café is almost empty
Too cold to come out
People huddled with their coffee
The steam offering warmth
Baby it’s cold outside
Hard to go out
Bed sounds nice where it’s warm
Winter is here and
Brrrr Wednesday

Brrrr
It’s cold outside
The sky is gray
With a feeling of rain or snow
People are bundled up
In coats, hats and scarves
Brrrr
It’s cold
At home
People hide under blankets
Seeking any kind of warmth
A fireplace is welcome
For both people and animals
Brrr
It’s cold outside
Winter is on its way
The season is changing
Snow, sleet and cold rain
Get ready