Thunder (an acrostic poem)

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The storm crashed through the valley

Heaving tree branches and debris to-and-fro

Until there seemed to a charged pause

Negative particles madly dash from sky to ground

Determined to find a place to rest

Except that outbreak from the heavens causes heated air to flee the scene

Resulting in colder air to rush in and clap at the drama of it all

Hygge (an acrostic poem)

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Hearth is happily crackling, telling a tale of mirth

Yielding a soft warm glow into the room

Gifting a cozy sense of calm and comfort

Grafting the coming season to your soul

Entombing negative feelings for another time, another place

Circular Logic

The world is rocking me to sleep with the cold monotonous drone of negativity used to sell views of their ads.  Of course if I believe those ads, just by consuming their product the proverbial greener grass is just $9.99 away, and they’ll even throw in a second amount of happiness for free, you only have to pay separate processing and handling.  I would try to do the processing of all this myself, but I don’t have the energy for it.  If I did I am sure I would be a major contributor to global warming, but maybe the warming would thaw the cold negativity and that is rocking me to sleep.  Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz