Now, I really don't like this cold weather;
for the wind dries my skin like old leather.
Tell my work I'll be late,
for this lad must hiemate;
if you like, we could stay home together.
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Author Notes
Today's word: hiemate (v.) to spend the winter.
My much-treasured Christmas present for 2017 is a book by Paul Anthony Jones: "The cabinet of linguistic curiosities". Each page contains a descriptive story about some obscure or archaic word. It occurred to me it would be a fun exercise to try and write, each day, a poem featuring the "word of the day" from the book.
Thanks for reading.
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