Dark November

Dark November takes the helm

For 30 days Earth will be his realm

Dimming the light and stripping the trees

Driving rain before his hefty breeze


Dark November sends animals to burrow

Trying to escape his malicious furrow

But he’ll penetrate field and hill

Trying to achieve the record chill


The TV forecast is crisp and clear

Overcast, no sunshine here

Frost and ice, so coat on body, hat on head

November looks to freeze you dead


November, he will make us haggard

Drained of energy, spirit daggered

He’s a sadist to the core

Laughing at his deadly score


November, you are cruel and mean

With nothing to mitigate your extreme

What was it made you so bitter?

Are you jealous of the summer big hitters?


Global warming he ignores

To him, the pundits are narcissistic bores

If they claim he’s getting milder

He’ll tune his dial to weather wilder


November will hold sway

But like all, he must give way

He’ll take his leave, but remember

Next comes that darker lord, December


Copyright: David K. Bryant, October 30th, 2018



Tyred (tired)

What a stress it is to put air in tyres (American translation = tires). You sit there waiting behind some lame-brain who can’t figure out how to work the machine, what the pressure should be, what to do with the caps once removed, how to fit the hose to the valves, doing contortions trying to watch the screen, fumbling around to retrieve the caps, giving the tyres a kick, climbing back aboard, fiddling with the seat belt, setting the GPS, at last chugging away. Then it’s your turn. Wait, how do you work this damn thing? Oh God, I’ve forgotten what the pressure should be. This damn hose won’t fit the valve. Can’t see the screen. What did I do with those caps? Better kick the tyres coz I’m not sure I did it right. Hell, there’s some impatient driver staring at me like I’m taking too long. For God’s sake, seat belt, will you please clip in. GPS, I do not want to go where I went last Friday. I want to go somewhere different today. For God’s sake, find it. Well, it’s time to chug away.