Still Frozen – 26th September 2026

The dew isn't frozen for a change,
each step leaves a dark hole,
a trail to my soggy shoes.

Once again,
I stand at the old wooden shed door
with a bent, rusty key
that no longer turns the stuck lock.

It would be easy to break in.

Inside,
the axe,
the scythe,
the shears,
all in need of sharpening.

I'm not ready yet.

Written for Poets and Storytellers #246 – spring. Look at that. I actually wrote a seasonal poem.


Today’s Daily Stoic poem:

What Time Off Is For

Enjoy your relaxation like a poet
Relaxed but observing the world around
What is your calling? Do you know it?
Endless TV is not freedom found

21 thoughts on “Still Frozen – 26th September 2026”

  1. I’m not ready yet.

    Lots to be done to be prepared for busy Spring! The fact that you think of it means you are already ready for it. Wonderful write shaun!

    Hank

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    1. Well, it’s a little more normal than that. In our garden tool shed, where the door is actually broken open, is all the equipment needed to take care of our land. But it’s all rusty and damaged and the grass cutter needs oil and petrol. If, having repaired all that, it then means time in the heat, sun and humidity, at the mercy of nasty ants, possible snakes and murderous mosquitoes. It’s somewhat easier to just close the door.

      Usually we pay someone to come and take care of everything but I’ve been feeling a little guilty about my laziness recently.

      But, of course, there is a deeper meaning too 👍

      Thanks Helen 🙏

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