2006-12-24

881. Not a Creature Stirring

winter night...
a constant hush of hot air
through the vent

9 comments:

Masago said...

winter night...
a constant hush of hot air
through the vent

Link with 880: Hot air.

[On Christmas Eve not a creature is stirring, not even a mouse...but the furnace, that's a different matter. Day and night the furnace chuqs away putting out warm air to heat the house during the long, cold, winter months.]

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

very nice! I like how you "link" them.

John McDonald said...

very nice
john

Borut said...

I like it a lot. Reminds me of William Blake who said that without Man, Nature is dead. Also says a lot about Peace! In the negative sense, reminds me of Polona's recent mention of a cosmic joke about planets infected by man's presence!:) Thank you. All the best!

Pat Paulk said...

Heat by whateever means. Merry Christmas Vaughn!!!

Tikkis said...

What's that!
Oh, just some
hot air.

Masago said...

Andrew: Thanks, I'm glad you appreciate the linking!

John: Thanks.

Borut: Thank you Borut, your comments and insightful remarks are most welcome. Cheers!

Pat: For sure...Merry Christmas!

Tikkis: Sometimes our poems seem that way, eh? Cheers!

polona said...

as long as it's warm... well done!

merry christmas!

Masago said...

Polona: Agreed. Cheers!