Is there a poultice for the solstice?
A cure for seasonal malaise?
A kindling to set ablaze
This frozen landscape with some feeling?
The sheer bland whiteness has me reeling
Oh, for a little extra zest
Variety’s my hidden quest
A little zest might send me squealing
Maybe a mirror on the ceiling?
A bit cliché’, the mirror stays
Some zest, even in little ways
Is there a poultice for the solstice?
Author notes: The title is a play on Shakespeare's (and Steinbeck's) Winter of our Discontent https://allpoetry.com/contest/2781983-love--spice--and-solstice-on-ice
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