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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
 Mid-winter fills outspace with cold, But inside place is warm with hope. When windows frame the white of snow My mind shifts gears of times machine To when the earth begins to wake, When bluebirds seek to find a mate, And all the flowers paint their face-- Excited to take center stage. * Brittle-stubble breaks through frozen ground; The garden barren now, shows only bits Of crookneck-yellow-rind as hard as glass, Poking through the ice wound scab From Its final place, of unused rest.. There the orphan child of green Met sad demise...wasted where A mother squash had fond prepared For it a proper summer nest. But I break stride, from that sad race, Allowing spring flower-cloud billows To raise from fairy tale sugar-plum Pictures..something came in post today; Some wizard filled my numbered box With colored books of summer dreams, Magic splashed in bright green gage- Pictures of sugar snaps, red tomatillos (if you like husk tomatoes) all Of the bounty that comes in hot season, Arrived on my winter-time, real-time scene; Melons seem their most delicious When painted on glossy catalog paper As possibilities--having power to raise A low drooping spirit, by morphing it Several months...into an August future; I fill in the blanks, line by line Lick a stamp, and raise the flag That begs the mailman's attention; Coping the snow waved lane both ways Today, its drifted, boot-lace deep But I pay no attention, being filled with faith Renewed in hope, myself reminding Spring is only time, and space away; Something came in post today. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
And for all your rabid gardeners out dere (of which I am not, stores are for tomatoes, etc., harhar) at this time of the year the seed catalogs are better than drooling over porn magazines. I am always amazed at the patience and complete devotion those who toil the soil put into it. And, when everything has peaked at their respective times there is no picture printed on anything that can touch the beauty of the efforts sprung forth from their work and sweat. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
ahhh~ this brings the vision and scents of Springtime to me...in the dead of Winter...thanks for that, iceman~*~*~ ~write-on~*~ |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Yep, BG got it right. Sounds and smells of spring! Nice write ice. JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Line by line, one can smell the earth, appreciate the apprehension, and taste the results... Oh Spring! |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
this made me smile. i love seed catalogs; i love the excitement of trying to decide what to plant, and waiting for the seeds to come in the mail. i am by no means a master gardener, but i love the cultivation and caring and meditation that goes into tending one. Makes me want to check the mail. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This reminds me of when I had more than a few square feet on a balcony. *S* Burpees, Parks... I loved them all... and love this! |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Jerry bel1e JL Sunny Nicole Suthern Thank you all for reading , and the replies.........:-) These are the long days of waiting But the days of waiting grow longer A few minutes each day Bringing us closer to spring.. |
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