In Which Daylight Savings Time Robs Me Of Daylight

It's recent that the sun's been up with me,

When it's time to head off to my day gig.

A predawn snowy morn's a sight to see,

All shades of deepest blue, but what is big

Is that I see at all. For months I've gone

In darkness to my workplace, and I find

It most depressing. Now that there is dawn

Just as I leave has helped my state of mind --

But Sunday comes the time when we all spring

On forward. Daylight Savings Time will start

And rob me of that tiny, precious thing,

A sunrise, for a month or more. That part

Of my day, just improving, now will sink

Back into gloom and darkness, I should think.

In Which I Go Back And Forth A Bit

Today's a palindromic date, the first
Since October 2 in 2001.
Eleven more will come, somewhat dispersed
Throughout this century. It's only fun
For number nerds like me, I might suppose,
But there are more of those than I once thought
As Twitter daily proves. Just one of those
Fun quirks, it is, the calendar has got.
And only by American format
Comes this: 01022010.
Go back and forth until your brain goes splat
If you've a mind -- you haven't far to go
If you're like me, distracted, somewhat tired,
Yet nontheless charmed and somewhat inspired.