Riley’s Poem: Exile

Hi friends, it’s me, Riley. It’s poetry Thursday and we’re joining Angel Sammy with another great picture deserving another great poem! Click on this picture to go to the blog of Two Spoiled Cats and you, too, can join in the fun.

Here’s today’s picture followed by my poem. Just like Xena, I jumped into the picture to better see what is going on. Of course, I had to roll in that snow, too! Stand back, I’m about to shake it off!

EXILE by RILEY

Where can we go that it’s colder, they say.
The sun has come up and we’re melting away.
From Greenland we move, to the Arctic we head.
The earth’s warming too fast, move faster they said.

Man, woman, child, dog, seal, they all plod,
Each one suffers from the same malade.
Snow Santa pauses, adjusting his sack.
Like Lot’s wife he wishes that he could go back.

Snow people in exile, snow animals too,
All praying they don’t melt ‘fore this day is through.
Like glaciers and icebergs, they’ll all slip away
It seems global warming has found it’s new prey.


Xena’s Sunday Selfie Poem

I once was a puppy in Jackson.
At three months I moved to my mansion.
And there I stood still
Looking out from my hill
While perched on my red leather stanchion.

I remember doing this when I was a puppy. I guess things haven’t changed much.

I remain Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

We are happy to join The Cat on My Head for Sunday Selfies.