The Seasons: A Poem

Sunrise over Amazing Grasses Family Farm The mad Artist wields His brush, Painted colors rush, To life and give flush, Before the quiet autumn hush. The life seems to pour, As colors fall to the floor, To be seen no more, Outside the dark, grey door. Brightness from below, Sun upon the snow, High, cold clouds blow, Flakes and ice appear to grow. The man melts with little seen, Underneath, pale, grey green, Hides life in dark unseen, Waits for warmth and to careen. Buds on branches show, Patience starts to grow, Trickles, streams and veins flow, Bringing fruits of melted snow. Sprung to life it springs, Bees, birds, sound rings, Lush green flings, Its gift bounty brings. Green growth gives one last rush, Underneath the Painter's brush. The mad Artist wields His brush, before the quiet autumn hush. More poetry is available from James M. Hahn in  The Last Dragon and Other Poems  available now. My new book of cryptogram puzzles " Secret Messages from the Saints " is avai

Re-Post - The Trial of Frosty the Snowman


Call me lazy but here's a re-post from 2006

MUN - Columbus, OH - Preliminary hearings began today in the trial of Mr. Frosty T. Snowman who is facing charges on a number of counts. Mr. Snowman is being represented by Mr. Jack Frost in the Franklin County court proceedings. Numerous organizations and agencies have filed suit against Mr. Snowman for what they say are, "actions that endanger the health and safety of the citizens of Ohio."

Mr. Snowman, who has a winter home in the Central Ohio area, said he was shocked by the accusations. Lawyers representing the anti-smoking establishment charged that Mr. Snowman encouraged young people to smoke and polluted the air around the city with his corncob pipe. Mr. Frost appealed to the court stating, "Mr. Snowman never has and never will light his pipe. In fact he is afraid of fires and only continues to keep the pipe because it was a gift from the children."

The anti-smoking lawyers asked for time to research this claim and reminded Mr. Snowman that beginning Thursday December 7th, the state ban on smoking would take place. Mr. Frost questioned why that ballot initiative was proposed while both he and his client were out of the state.

After a short break, representatives from the Ohio Environmental Protection Agency questioned Mr. Snowman on his use of coal. "We understand that they are your eyes, Mr. Snowman, but we would like to know where the coal came from and if the land was re-claimed after stripping it for your personal use," one lawyer questioned. Mr. Snowman was silenced and warned by the judge when he went on the offensive stating, "if you put more time into finding alternative fuels for power maybe we wouldn't have this global warming problem that forces my lawyer and me to leave the state much earlier than in years past."

The Columbus organization for the protection of children questioned Mr. Snowman on his dealings with young people in the area. They demanded that the court conduct a background check on Mr. Snowman and learn if he has been through any child protection training. Mr. Frost assured the court that Mr. Snowman has nothing but love for the children, "Frosty is a wonderful role model for the children. He gives until it hurts. He is concerned about their physical well-being and exercises with them. He encourages them to be clean and even shows them how by playing games with a broom. He is a snowman of honor and has even been seen comforting crying children." "Besides," he added "he has sticks for arms. How are you going to fingerprint him for a background check?"

The presentation was interrupted by loud cries from the lawyers for the City Police who claimed that he had violated several traffic laws including jay-walking, running a stop sign, failure to yield, and intimidating an officer.

At this moment Mr. Jack Frost leaped to his feet objecting strongly and was charged with contempt of court for nipping at the judge's nose. Frosty appeared to vanish leaving a few of his belongings behind including the mysterious hat, in a puddle by his chair. The hearings were postponed until a later date. Some of the children in the courtroom were visibly shaken by the experience. Others were questioned as to what day Mr. Frosty T. Snowman might return.

Frosty the Snowman
Was a jolly happy soul
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal

Frosty the Snowman
Is a fairytale they say
He was made of snow
But the children know
How he came to life one day

There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around

Frosty the Snowman
Was alive as he could be
And the children say
He could laugh and play
Just the same as you and me

Frosty the Snowman
Knew the sun was hot that day
So he said let's run
And we'll have some fun
Now before I melt away

Down to the village
With a broomstick in his hand
Running here and there
all around the square
Saying catch me if you can

He led them down the streets of town
Right to the traffic cop
And he only paused a moment when
He heard him holler stop

Frosty the Snowman
Had to hurry on his way
But he waved goodbye
Saying don't you cry
I'll be back again some day

Comments

Matt said…
lazy
James M. Hahn said…
I really need to start moderating the comments again....but I'm too lazy....