Winter

Winter weather talk
has already begun here.
Dress in layers.

It’s not really that cold and the snow didn’t stick,
but it is a topic to chat about.

I plan to have gloves and a scarf ready for my commute,
and extra soft blankets at home.
The threat of snow and rain hardly impresses me.

My happy heart warms my whole body.

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad and winter-weather-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you break out the shovel, salt, and puffy coat, email the link to Lovelorn Poets. We’ll preserve those slushy-snowy-syllables for all eternity.

rules

Let’s break all the rules
making the new year our own
and bucking the trends.

I’m tired of the news and all the fear being stirred up
about what could happen, and feeling helpless about
the rich and powerful getting away with their greedy plans.

So we are not going to buy packaged foods anymore.
I already boycott fast food chains 100% of the time.
We are not going to drink sugary drinks just because they are cheaper than water.
We don’t need a new car, a new phone, a new purse or suitcase.
My old yoga mat still works, and my old sweatshirt still fits.

Buying things doesn’t make us happier, it only empowers the brands and marketeers.

Let’s see what happens if we refuse to go into Nordstrom, or Macy’s, or Costco, or Target, or Walmart
or shop on Amazon! even for a few days in a row.

If everyone stopped shopping mindlessly or hoping for material satisfaction
for just three days in a row, there would be madness in the stock market.

Starbucks would lose its mind if they sold no drinks for a week.
(And some people would save more money that way than they put away for retirement in a month!)

My motto for the new year is, “You aren’t the boss of me.”

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad and new-rules-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? While the morning coffee drips at home (for pennies! in your favorite mug!), email the link to Lovelorn Poets. We’ll preserve those savvy-savings-syllables for all eternity.