Valentine’s Day Ode …to my Snow Shovel

Ever reliable, waiting to be grabbed
The perfect size
Never causing arms or back to ache

You stood among the others
Not as wide, not as heavy, not as tall
Inconspicuous, modest, humble

Your  strip of metal, secured by screws
Crushed and chipped ice like a bartender
Tossed snow boulders left by plows

My sports equipment of choice
in this endless Winter Olympics

Now bent and separated
I never expected our relationship to end
like this

What will I use when the sky sends more snow
predicted soon?

Are you replaceable?  Are there others like you?

Stores are sold out,
offering garden hoses

Are you fixable?

I doubt it.   photo-23

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33 Responses to Valentine’s Day Ode …to my Snow Shovel

  1. At this time of year it’s easier to replace a man than a snow shovel 🙂

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  2. Ha ha.. I’m very grateful I’m not trying to do that! Too much drama.

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  3. I’m no expert, but sounds like true love!
    Diana xo

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  4. I’d never thought of that! I can see it– your love is like my snow shovel… ha ha

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  5. Colline says:

    Such a fun poem 🙂

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  6. Drjcwash says:

    Wow, I love this. We love living in a complex where we don’t have to shovel. I saw the news yesterday and Home Depot had no shovels. You could write for Nashville the TV show.

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  7. hugmamma says:

    If I were still living in Redding, I’d be singing the same tune. My fibromyalgia is extremely grateful we’re away from the snow and ice here in the Seattle area. Rain still gets to me, but any colder and I’d be hitchhiking back to Hawaii, my island home. Keep warm and dry!!!

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  8. Noooo! Not the snow shovel!

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  9. Leahah says:

    I love it. Happy Valentines Day!

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  10. Robinann says:

    This is a good one Xx

    Sent from my iPod

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  11. …and you write poetry too? You’re too talented for words. Imagine behaving to ability to summon up feelings for a snow shovel?

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  12. Love this, Paula. You really love your snow shovel. 🙂

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  13. So funny! I love this!

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  14. Thanks! It’s true. We spent the day looking for a replacement- it’s the height that’s the problem. We found one with a similar scooper but it was still too high– my husband sawed it down to size. So I’m all set to face the demons of the next snow storm. (endless it seems here)

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  15. Have you heard the story about a broom? The man says ‘I have had this rake for 20 years, 6 new heads & 10 new handles’. It could be like that with you snow shovel!

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  16. Very poetic! Have to ask Dad to look for one in one of the trade catologues. Try L.L.Bean. Very beautiful post.

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  17. This poem is really funny. After reading it a second time I giggled just as hard as I did after my first reading.

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  18. Thanks, Allegra. Perhaps I’ll try to do more of them from time to time.

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