My (early) holiday rhyme
Here’s my holiday poem, two thousand fourteen (the year, not the number; you know what I mean): It’s the second I’m publishing in a blog post, and, to write it well, I pledge, I’ve done my utmost. I’ll begin with a rundown of news and events, and I’ll try to be humorous, while making sense. I’ll cover the highlights, a few lowlights, too, kind of like a book trailer (or movie preview). I started the year with a weekend trip north– to visit some college friends, chat, and so forth. We met in New York. Before saying, “au revoir,” We had a great time catching up, in a bar. Soon after, back home, in the snow, I got caught, driving that afternoon (to have stayed home, I ought.) But like tout le monde in this fair city, I thought: “I can make it, I know the back-roads and what-not.” Ha ha! I was wrong, I’m quite sure you have guessed. That fiasco made national news. We were stressed. I got home that day just before dark, and was thrilled To be off of the roads. Then my wine glass, I filled. In March and in April, to Texas, I flew To events for my mom-in-law, and my nephew. One birthday, one wedding. And then, a vacation: To taste wine, out in Napa; that was my destination. To the west coast, I traveled again in November. What I did in between? I can’t really remember. Except, work on my books (what I do every day). I come up with the words that my characters say. I had fun in Long Beach, meeting those who love writing. Talking books and releases was very exciting. Now my thriller, redux, in two days, you can find! * You can read it next weekend, if you’re so inclined. I’ll close with these wishes: I’d like to say, clearly: Happy Thanksgiving, Fête de Noel! –Me (sincerely)! * Click here to find in print, digital, and audio versions
Love it J’ aime bien ton poeme 2014
J’ en ai ecrit plusieurs comme ca pour les reunions de famille en France et surtout pour mon pere ..donc j’apprecie ce que tu ecris ! quelquefois , sur un air de chanson d’ enfance ,.. c ‘etait amusant
Merci beaucoup, Madame! J’aimerais bien lire tes poèmes. J’ai commencé à les écrire pendant que mes enfants ont grandi. Bonne fête de Thanksgiving!