These Are My JOTtings...

Anaphora: "Seasons of Temperature"

Cold as ice the year began.
Cold as snow throughout our land.
Cold as angel-child at play
Cold as angels on display.

Hot as summer Cupid came.
Hot as days at poolside same.
Hot as sweat upon my brow.
Hot to work the yard right now.

Back to cold in windy March.
Back to cold shirt's sticky starch.
Back to cold we've tossed the days.
Back to cold the season frays.

Cold and wet this April starts.
Cold and wet our health it parts.
Cold and wet we've seen the sun,
Cold and wet the days are done.

I think the heat will come real soon.
There's always heat before it's June.
The heat brings sweat and that profuse.
The heat means baths of greatest use.

Cold the winter. Cold the start.
Cold the seasons of the heart.
Cold the year's first quarter's done.
Cold the days, 'til comes the sun.

Hot we've seen, and hot it's been.
Hot the work that's outside then.
Hot is more than six months long.
Hot is Thirsty's water song.

by Jay O'Toole
on April 10th, 2018