Reflections on Ice-Breaking

Let’s not blame the day for the snow and sleet.
In fact it’s a blessing of sorts.
After all, adventure thrives in bad weather.
Bad weather adores adventure
Of course!
And even though it’s now forgotten,
drunk up, and spent
and lost
it can be said that people,
all people, thrive on adventure and loft
It’s no coincidence then that it is often said, or quoted or read
that death, or the art of becoming dead
is the last great adventure
The last reminder in case you forgot
That adventure will come if you want it
Or not
I may go paddling today in the rain
In the snow
In the sleet
In the gloom
In the wet
Then, when cold and tired and spent
I’ll return to my home and lye on the couch
sipping warm brandy
(while quoting Ogden Nash to no one in particular)
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Sounds like a caustic couch!