Large Fierce Mammal

Word is that the first major snow storm of the season is set to land on our region overnight tonight. Many rail at the injustice of it all when this inevitability descends, and every year people suffer consequences up to and including death from ill conceived attempts to defy Nature. Here at the LFM camp, we offer no such resistance. To us, a major storm is both a reminder to stay prepared, and a message to slow down. So we embrace it – that and other things.

The lusty poem that follows is a play on that philosophy.

Snow Day

By LFM

Nature tucked us in last night
Beneath Her blanket wide.
She bade her children all stay in
And venture not outside.

Oh joyous morn! The snow has come
And piled against the door!
T’is opened to a wall of white
And really, nothing more!

But Nature calls in other ways
To Dogs, as you and me,
So through a window one floor up
I sent them out to pee.

Their names were writ upon the snow,
They barked and frisked and chased.
Then back inside, each one propelled
By morning hunger’s haste.

My beauteous Mate had lit the fire
And filled the coffee pot.
Whatever plans we’d had today,
Our Mother’d not be fought.

So, snuggled midst our sated hounds,
We sipped, and kissed, and ate,
And then we went back up the stairs,
Accepting of our fate.

Delicious torment sent its cries
For hours across the snow,
And though no human ear would hear,
We knew that Nature’d know.

The tangled beast of writhing lust
That was my Mate and I
Did rut beneath a goad we had
No power to defy.

And when at last we came to lie
Entangled, wet, and spent
My Lover noted that I laughed
And asked me what it meant.

As I spoke of what had passed
She laughed as hard as I,
And when I called it “Biblical”,
It nearly made her cry.

For all the while upon the bed
We danced to Nature’s drumming,
A dozen times, “OH GOD!” rang out
Before the second coming.