Frost Futures and a Free Verse Poem

The dual theme of my A to Z Challenge this year is the world of Commodities and Poetry Forms so the juxtaposition of these two themes may throw up some strange poems – could be a Heroic Ode to Heating Oil or will it merit a Haiku or a Haibun – whichever, I will be endeavouring to bring you interesting facts about commodities that may change the way you think about the stuff we variously depend on…

By commodity I mean certain items that are of both sufficient value/volume to be traded in special markets and are generally volatile enough to attract traders in “Futures” which are a way of hedging bets in the trading world of stocks, shares and commodities.

The A to Z Challenge runs throughout April and will consist of 26 posts – there are only a couple of letters for which I couldn’t find commodities but plenty of poetry forms to carry the day!

Frost Futures – yes you read it right – you can buy futures in Frost and other weather phenomena! This is at the heart of trading futures as a hedge against the unexpected and though you might argue that frost itself is not a commodity, yet its impact on many grown commodities is potentially devastating and trading in weather futures is a way of insuring against loss… What I have not been able to find are any meaningful figures for the trade in Frost Futures since this is still a rather exotic trade!

Here are some quotes from the CME Group who specialise in Weather Futures:-

“The common cliché is that every conversation begins and ends with the weather. That’s probably because weather is the most common and pervasive risk factor for individuals or businesses. […] a decisive majority of senior finance and risk managers confirm that their businesses are significantly impacted by the weather and a stunning eight out of 10 warn of a new risk: that the emergence of global climate change and accompanying volatile weather patterns will require changes to their business models in the decades ahead. […] Weather cannot be controlled. But with the introduction of the products we offer, its blame for company losses is no longer justifiable. Weather, like any commodity, can be traded and its risks mitigated. Our Weather products offer the ability to manage volumetric risk or the risk due to variability in sales revenues, caused by weather-related fluctuation in levels of consumption.”

Forgive the corporate language but in essence – trading in futures is gambling and weather futures are a way of hedging your bets… That’s it – short and sweet, other commodities beginning with F include Feeder Cattle and Fish and if you are wondering what Feeder Cattle are – they are young cattle which are sold on (often a byproduct of dairy herds who need repeat pregnancies to maintain milk production) for fattening up before selling.

And so to the poem which today is Free Verse – a form which often seems to be the most ubiquitous among modern poets. Free Verse does not use meter or rhyme, but is still are recognisable as ‘poetry’ by virtue of complex patterns of one sort or another that readers can perceive to be part of a coherent whole. (Language is a Virus…)

© Andrew Wilson, 2024

Frost

A beautiful assassin calls at night
you can never be sure when
you may stand guard in your garden
gazing at the glittering array
in the heavens
revealed by a clear sky
and feel in your bones
she is lurking
but she will wait till
cold has driven you
to your warm bed
and in the early hours
she will grip plants
squeezing them to death
by freezing the life blood
in their very veins

You will awaken
to a white wonderland
of sparkling crystals
coating the world
and await the sun’s
sufficient elevation
to melt the assassin’s work
and reveal the extent
of the damage
the body-count
the wilting and the dying
the seedlings cut down
in their infancy
and even as you curse
the late and unpredictable
frost’s devastation
counting the cost
planning the re-planting
you cannot help
but admire the beauty…

© Andrew Wilson, 2024

24 thoughts on “Frost Futures and a Free Verse Poem

    • April 7, 2024 at 10:17 am
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      Thanks Sue…

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        • April 7, 2024 at 9:55 pm
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          Spring is sprung – at least here – what about you…

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  • April 7, 2024 at 12:55 am
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    Weather as a commodity is certainly an interesting idea. And thank you for sharing that poem!

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    • April 7, 2024 at 10:15 am
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      Thanks Torie – who would have thought it…

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  • April 7, 2024 at 2:18 pm
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    I have never heard of Frost Futures. What an interesting concept though. Is this designed for organizations that are directly impacted like the farmers and wholesellers, or rather insurance companies?

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    • April 7, 2024 at 9:55 pm
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      Or anyone who likes to gamble…

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    • April 11, 2024 at 3:38 pm
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      Who knew?

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  • March 1, 2025 at 7:06 pm
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    “and even as you curse
    the late and unpredictable
    frost’s devastation
    counting the cost
    planning the re-planting
    you cannot help
    but admire the beauty”

    Yes absolutely! A most beautiful poem, Andrew! ❤️❤️

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    • March 1, 2025 at 10:49 pm
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      Thank you Sanaa – all these poems for the A to Z were written very quickly but I was really pleased with this one…

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    • March 2, 2025 at 11:34 am
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      It makes a change from all the political turmoil that I can’t stop thinking about Dwight…

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  • March 2, 2025 at 2:06 am
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    I hadn’t thought of frost as an “assassin” but it certainly can be! I do love the beauty of frost on tree branches. I like the contrasts , the way you balanced the “white wonderland of sparkling crystals” with “freezing the life blood in their very veins”.

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    • March 2, 2025 at 11:36 am
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      Where do these creative thoughts come from Mish? And they manifest in a moment – it never ceases to amaze me…

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  • March 2, 2025 at 4:39 pm
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    Love the way to see frost as an assasin… which truly is so when we are later in spring.

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    • March 2, 2025 at 11:22 pm
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      You just have to err on the side of caution Bjorn when it comes to frost…

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  • March 2, 2025 at 5:00 pm
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    yes, she can certainly kill and maim! i’m looking forward to her retreating into her cave for spring– and staying there. 🙂

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    • March 2, 2025 at 7:56 pm
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      I know – I have a small olive tree that has to stay wrapped till she gies into exile…

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  • March 2, 2025 at 5:23 pm
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    I have never experienced frost. I love how you describe it. A beautiful assassin indeed. Thanks, Andrew for your wonderful imagery.

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    • March 2, 2025 at 11:24 pm
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      Punam – you should visit another country where you are not invested in gardening and then you could really enjoy the beauty of frost…

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  • March 3, 2025 at 6:49 pm
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    Well, try Finland for a while..no.one talks about the weather there, first as no-one talks, and also because the weather has but one gear…

    “A beautiful assassin calls at night”

    When a poem starts with a line like THAT I REALLY want to read it! Real tension in the description of the frost, giving the verse such mood. Very enjoyable read.

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    • March 3, 2025 at 10:53 pm
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      Thanks Ain – glad you enjoyed it – frost futures who knew?

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