writing SOMETHING cold

i wanted to write something 

 S o m E T H i N G 

 just joking, Ha! 

 listening 2 D'Angelo 
tellin' me 2 send it on
 i realize that 
i 
do 
not 
like
winter 

 or  cold 
 it's chill y frost y

        without warmth 

 of another person near 

 2 snuggle 
chill away 
 tell me spring is on it's edge 

 that's not what I wanted to write either 

 just a sentimental feeling 

 about how much 
i actually 

hate 
winter 

 i always remember my favorite poem 
by Robert Frost                     Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening 

... i have miles to go before I sleep, 
              miles to go before I sleep 

alert to all that is going on around me 
 trying to decide 
where to focus this energy 
 manifesting in me 
 as the universe conspires 
 for me
 to bring me 
to a place 
it says is for me 
be around those 
that are (in)for me 
 want to be with me in spirit, guidance, learning,
 adding more roots to my tree 

 I do not like this time of year 
with consumerism, 
there is no cheer for me 
 celebrating a fake baby 
that did nothing for you 

or me 

not succumbing
 to a fallacy 
 bright and shining star is already present 

 within me 
 i am present, 
 gift  me 
      you are my gift 
 my treasure 
here on earth 

 but i am not seen 
 beneath the dark, cold sky 

 twinkling 
in my eyes 
 hidden by shadows 
  moonlight has yet to capture 
out side crisp night air, 
(in)side a heated space
i will lay my head down 
 dream of sandy beaches 
far away 
 where  warm waves 
of ocean caress my feet 

 i will dream away these winter blues 
believing in warmth 

 summer's radiant hues 
 i'll put on my fuzzy socks 

creating friction
remove chill from my feet 
as i cocoon myself in cotton blankets 

 did i remember to write something?

  S O M E T H I n G 

 i 
do 

not 
like 

 winter 

 it's too cold 

my thoughts are frozen 

(c) 2014 Sharbi3

4.5/30 Ode to Millennialism (lune)

There's a disconnect
I'm not feeling the level
  of respect deserved

As your parent
you're supposed to listen, obey
  heed my words

Left to your
individual growth and learning, while
  doing, you diverted

Seems you like
to listen and do more
  as your friends

They didn't raise
  you. Played no part in
   feeding, clothing, sheltering

Still you feel
  entitled. To what I ask?
Show me work.

Explain your accomplishments
Make me understand your plight
Where's your insight?

Sure technology makes
  it easier. Work still has
   to be done

Don't let social
  networking, reality TV, rap videos
   steer you wrong

I realize we're
  generationally different, maybe
  even polar opposites

Doesn't mean everything
  changes just to benefit your
   way of thinking

Work is work
It must be done, if
  you want more

Do better, be
  better should be the goal
You're just starting

That's why I
  do not understand why you're
   departing, not listening

Education is a
  must. Build the knowledge you
   need to make it

This world is
  harsh. It's all a competition
   you can win

Still there is
  the work with more effort
   than you realized

It's not easy
  when I give you advice
   not to please me

To give you
  the lessons I learned the
    the hard way

Do not be
  dismayed. Just because it looks
  difficult. It really is

That's the whole
  point of raising you, to
   guide and nurture

I am trying
  to prepare you for the
    future. Get it?

So again I
  ask? What makes you so
   entitled? Thought not.

©2014 Sharbi3